“What a mess we have made.”Rockin @Rockin Strings
Shannon @Arty Fox
Vaughtar@Fetzen
(and Zesiro and other agents)In the mess-hall, a battle had broken out between agents. One of the newer recruits, part of a team called RIFT, had shown up shooting. He was dressed in a strange armor that seemed to possess him to destruction. He had nearly killed Zesiro, and was now wrestling with the gargoyle, Vaughtar. Shannon defended them from the other confused agents. Most fled the scene, but some stayed to help or bring order to the chaos. One agent used her power to protect the cracking window, the only thing between themselves and the open ocean. Two others trained their guns upon the wrestling beasts… Wondering who was friend and who was foe.
One put down his arms, lifting his hands to show Shannon that he meant no harm.
The other, perhaps more reckless or less trusting, fired her weapon at the other-worldly beast.
XIII@Konan375
(And Rozalind)XIII and Rozalind were searching for answers. They had decided to break off and search for answers, find the saboteur…. But XIII had just realized something important…
"Misdirection." He had said.
Rozalind had only one good eye now, so perhaps she didn’t see the deception as easily. She answered his questions, ignorant of their implications.
“It is Tristian’s magic that keeps the fleet together and keeps it concealed. I don't know much of it but I think there
must be other means, contingencies, fail safes in case of… emergencies…”
Herbert @JDH97
(and Dzel)“We just need to find Tristian first…”Herbert followed Dzel. She looked and sounded like herself, she was dressed like herself, but… She didn’t often carry guns, now she had nearly ten firearms wrapped around her person. She had given Herbert even more to carry.
“Herbert… You might be very confused for a few moments, just stay by my side, trust in me…
As you always have…” The voice might sound different for a moment. Had Herbert ever noticed the red highlights in her hair? Were her green eyes always so dark as they seemed now?
Up ahead, there was a sound, fighting, something one should want to stay away from but Dzel drew near to it.
She drew a rifle, rounding the corner… If Herbert followed he would see…
Wolfe @cpldingo
Natasha @Affili
(and Tristian)Wolfe was struggling as a literal Wolf seemed to emerge from within him. He was being faced down now by Tristian, Natasha, and Dzel…
This Dzel was acting more like herself. She held the Wolfe back with a green shield.
When Natasha spoke, the Wolfe seemed to hear… He shouted at them to run, but, they did not.
Tristian took the lead, using his power now. He twisted his wrists and cogs turned, opening pipes and letting in water… But Tristian controlled this water with his mind. Streams of water wrapped around the Wolfe in a ring, like a basket, containing the beast.
Around the corner, another Dzel appeared. She bore guns, and one she had pointed towards the group. She fried, but not at the Wolfe…
Tristan was hit at the base of his neck. His eyes widened with surprise, focusing on the Wolfe he did not see the other Dzel until now. He had time to set his eyes upon her, and when he did he knew, but he could not speak. He fell to his knees. The water around the Wolfe fell out of its neat circle, and into a useless puddle around the beast.
Dimitri @Affili
Charles @Arty Fox
(and Twain)Necromancy lessons had been disrupted. Twain had an intuition. “Zesiro has been hit hard.” He explained. “I know because we have a… Connection we have. Judging from all these alarms he isn’t the only one in trouble.” Twain had drank the sobering-drink, but it hadn’t quite set in yet.
They would hear the shots fired. Something shifted, a strange sound, something in the pipes… Water running the wrong way…
“Thaaat’s not good.”
Arty Fox,
Lord Zee,
MegaraFoxfire,
BaileyBlue302,
Light the Dark