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NCQuest: Smith's Rest

You guys are gonna hate me.

You people are REALLY. REALLY gonna HATE ME.

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holy shit that was unexpected. SOPHIA WHAT DID YOU DO?

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Percy was wary of the rain - not specifically because of the the rain itself, or even how rare it was, but for the possibility it being acid rain. It'd really fuck with the NCs if that was the case. It could just be his paranoia, but he keeps it in mind nonetheless.. Especially since the fucker mentioned it. Even if it's not acid rain, he has to be act fast, be precise, and not. fuck. up.

He did his damnedest to make sure the train was safe, firing more burst-missiles at the Champ. Whatever was being broadcast on his comms, he just shut it off. He needs to focus.

His missiles didn't hit the Champ a majority of the time - partly because of his shaking and racing thoughts, but mostly because the fucker wouldn't just stay still.

As the Champ got ever-closer, he switched from missiles to his rifle so shrapnel didn't affect Jingo, the train, or himself. This mission isn't going bad if he can help it.

The pilot of the B.C. stopped her barage, meekly mumbled things over the comms as she dodged the last of Percy's missiles and began (fumblingly) dodging his rifle fire. It was seemingly a series of denials, and perhaps fear.

She stopped completely, giving Percy a few free shots at her NC before she snapped out of it and continued. The armored trains' plasma-based defenses charged for another barrage and did a relatively slow 90 degree turn, allowing all three of its' right turrets to fire at the assailant.

The B.C. dodged two of the shots, the third impacting. "F-f... Forget it! Forget it! This is going worse than planned! F... fuck you guys!" said a quivering young womans' voice.

"Fuck you too, good riddance!" Percy shot back. If he wasn't irritable, he might have noticed she sounded genuinely afraid and would have definitely laid off the insults.

"Eat shit!" she said futilely while gaining distance. She charged her thrusters to full power after a bit and left the combat zone.

...That was easy.

Percy grinned. He must've scared the pilot off, meaning nobody on either side died (that he knew of, at least). This mission is going smoothly.. Almost too smoothly. He chalks up the sudden unease to him just thinking too hard about this.

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@NuttsnBolts Oh my lord

Madison bby ;n;

I WANNA HUG HER SO BAD. and also fix her up of course but HUG HER.

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on another note isn't it weird how I'm managing to keep my number of posts the same as the number of days I've been on this site? Like how the fuck do I keep doing that???

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I have no idea why my post was a bitch to write but it was. Hopefully it's fine tho.

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Percy had been on autopilot for the past little while, just tailing the train like he was told to. He'd be getting what would be highway hypnosis, if only there was a highway. Only when Jingo had mentioned there was a hostile on the horizon did he snap out of it.

"Shit, hang on.." Percy mumbled as he straightened himself up more in the seat, trying to ready his weapons. He couldn't do it through the connection he had with the NC, so he just used the switches with the slightly-damaged label "weapon safety", flicking them all off. There was no guard to detach, but there was a click to show that they are in fact ready to blow opponents out of the water.. Or.. the sand, technically speaking.

"NC334B-7, Bloody Champ, vacate the train's exclusion zone or I will have to remove you by force, Wessex, over."

Percy went to add to Jingo's threat, but the Champ made its motives evident before he could get his word in. Percy dodged out of the way of the stray missiles that didn't get got by the train's defenses, and before the train-conductor could tell him to get his ass in gear, he went in for the attack, firing his own missiles at the hostile NC - ba-ba-boom.

Two can play that game, god damn it.

Percy was shaking from the sudden adrenaline rush and, in his jacked up haze, he pushed the button on his dash that turned on his microphone to finally speak, "I'm way too tired to deal with this shit right now, so why don't you just go home and fuck off, huh? Live and let live.. Or whatever the saying is."

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I'm gonna post eventually.

also Nutter omfg y u do dat.

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"Same here," Percy replies, his voice low and kind of groggy-sounding.

The rest of the trip is uncomfortably silent, and it doesn't get much better until they get to their destination. He makes note of how many defensive weapons are on the little train's sides - like they're expecting some kind of attack. Paragon makes the shit flashy weapons, right? Why the hell would they need to defend something that's a glorified fireworks blaster like that? He'd ask, but he just figures that the captain probably doesn't know either.

The accent of the train conductor grates on his nerves, but again, he stays silent as he listens to the woman speak in that god-awful accent. His ears are relieved when she finally shuts the hell up. Under normal circumstances he wouldn't have been so annoyed, but since he's very much sleep deprived, his patience is raw.

When the captain assures the duo that they'll be able to handle it just fine, he can't help but scoff a little bit. She said there was some bullshit percentage of everything going fine before, why the hell would he trust her judgement? Not that he's doubting himself or Jingo, but none-the-less..

He figures he might as well bring this up to the captain, so he goes ahead and says, "Last time you said everything was gonna be alright, it went off the fuckin' rails."

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added Ana's picture in the character tab.

Don't sue me if you die of diabeetus.

and Percy's too now. :P