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In The Black (A Clean-Up Crew RP)

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In The Black (A Clean-Up Crew RP)

The Tech who lifts.

Enzo gagged and regretted the fact his mask was not sealed and he only had his ear protection/ radio helmet on for better visibility and honestly so he could breathe better. The big man found the masks a little suffocating but the protection…was needed now!

The area reeked of the cordite, dust from the bullet damage and the sheer smell of the undead things…. “Why was I right about resident evil…” He said as he backed up and rapidly grabbed his mask and strapped it tight in a smooth motion. He had to pass this kind of training to be allowed in the field. He did not regret however bringing the shotgun he was offered as the 10 gauge shells had blasted the whole shoulder out of the reinforced foe, plus while they might not know pain, massive physical damage was able to slow them down at the very least before one of the shooters got a clean head shot that seemed to put them down rapidly.

“Classic zombie rules it is. Head shots…” He said through the muffled effect of the mask, and paused looking at the beings now dead, the light had died from the eyes and that seemed to be a sign of ..life. un life. And now dead… dead. Permanent dead? Hard to be alive with a destroyed central nervous system.

“Il check the servers intact. Good shooting, good to have you keeping me alive.” The tech said with an alight shake, those zombies had been damn fast, and taken a hell of alot of punishment. Had theit not been more, or they not had 3 shooters…it might of not been as successful. He checked his magazine was still working, locked in and nothing else had jammed. Always check, always confirm had been drilled into the techs training with the comapny. Work helped centre and focus Enzo who headed though after making a clear kick to head of most intact to shatter its neck with a paranoid momment. It could not function with a broken neck very well right. He avoided putting a shell into the head though, that was … they where dead right…

He peaked into room and scanned it, he was not that foolish to not check first!

He thankfully was now masked and the smell did not bother, he saw the damage and gave a whistle before he reached for where the server might be hidden to trace its power and network connections. Focus Enzo. Start on the basics, move through the system. Move onto the next step. Repeat.

Fear was harder to break you when you had a goal, routine or a anchor to focus on.

@Theyra@Dyelli Beybi

Realms of Sun & Shadow

Syraeia Leela “Sy-a” Inn Keeper

Eye of the Beholder. Happy Snek.

Hugged Snake. Yay.

Snakey Nakey skeepy snake.

“I made it. Vy self. It's not as ssstrong as my vather made, I need to refine the processs…” Sya said with pride and a little sadness. “I vope it does not lack kick. Family secret, to share vith good eggs…”

Seeing Eris fall to the pillows made Sya drop her silly aide entirely and the Lamia inn keeper was very much concerned for her friend, her sister of a kind and a good egg she wanted to protect in her box. Sure Dys had her weird quirks but she was very protective of those she chose to open her heart too. “Erisss… sister. You ssstay here, you rest. This iz my home, I have room, vou have bed and good meal. Good eggs safe here tonight.” Sya said kindly and leaned down to drop a blanket she hurriedly found over Eris legs and feet to keep her warm. Sya wording was a little odd and just.. plain Sya. But she meant well.

She suggested the shine of serene believing it would help with a 100% genuine belief. “Il be vack sister Eris, with good food.” Sya in her chaotic impulsive self kissed her friend on the cheek and turned to face the much larger man, trying and failing to be even taller on her tail she barely reached his shoulder.

…

“Valthir right. Vou rest. We heal you.” She said deciding a course and slithering to the stairs. “Vollow me.” Sya said and pulled him gently with a far far smaller hand and turned a second, her bright blue tail waving a little with her emotions.

“You have been friends when others feared me. You stay, you are always welcome under my herth..” Sya said slowly, carefully in formal Auralian as her common tongue was not working for her words. The language was rusty, but accurate.

…

Sya lead Valthir down to the back of the eye of the holder, through the staff only doors and into the area near the basement stairs and the kitchens plus bakery with the smell of fresh bread wafted from the building before taking a door to a large carriage house area with some empty stables. “I love it.” Sya said excitedly and slithered over at speed curling into the new chair with her eye almost brighter and the excited gesture of her tail flashing in the artificial light. Instead of forcing her form into the shapes and having to shift as it was too harsh, too up right and the wrong shape for her serpentine form, this was far better, far more comfortable and suited her shape instead of conflicting against it.

“Its . A little rough here, more round here, but very close.. its.. made vor me…this .. me “ Sya slithered off the chair almost like she flowed instead of an awkward motion with other such furniture and hugged him. The innkeeper had no such luxury to hide her emotions, they displayed openly, a weird aspect of her blight nature and changes had brought her emotions, good, bad and anything else to the surface.

Sya refused to let go for a while and the Lamia was trying to hide her happy tears and fact she was currently overwhelmed and trying to process the big emotions.

“Come, I show vou stores, vome in basement, others here… “ Sya said and gestures to the inns expansive hidden basements below, stacks of flour and barrels among a wide range of provisions from various sources. Aya was already busy calling Becky over to help her make a fresh pie for Eris and a hot desert. Sya ADHD was entirely unmedicated and she seemed to flit between things like she ran in a different time stream.

Somehow…Sya was … “sane” enough to make the entire thing work for her as she talked to a rather patient Becky, the rather short yet more curvey Lunarian baker who contrasted heavily with her boss but shared a lack of height. Becky was keeping Sya on track mostly and did not seem to mind the inn keeper eccentricity.

@Fetzen@The Muse

In The Black (A Clean-Up Crew RP)

I had to remember if I was concealment team or not.

Concealment team best team

@PatientBean

Yup. Tech just got to play live action role play resident evil.

In The Black (A Clean-Up Crew RP)

The Tech who lifts.

Enzo let the direct action take the lead, he tread softly for a rather heavy human being and he tried at least to move quietly, deliberately and smoothly vs just panicking. He had courage, he would not do this job if he lacked it. Damage control was not a job you did because you saw an ad in the newspaper.

He did his best to master his fears. To control them.

Tried. Whatever the hell he saw made him pause, glowing eyes, metal, some kind of zombie cyborgs. What..the fuck… this was some kind of bastardised terminator meets resident evil! “got.. 3… cyberombies. Cyber. Augmented humans. Whatever they… deliberate.”He forced himself to report over radio, and report a more accurate wording than an amalgamation of words.too similar to be random, too…wrong to be a mere accident…

The big gun weighed in his hand, if he fired there would be no sneaking, if he did not, well they might not put the enemy down. He had a mixed “party mix” the Armourer called of buck, slugs and flecette rounds loaded. The security room would not be so intact, but he performed being alive. Sheer damage potential was that this weapon would make anything at least unable to fight even if not dead on the first go around. Harder to fight with an entire limb blasted off.

Firing on living beings was very different to a target, he was not the stone cold operator, he would probably be having bad sleep after this but he after a delay made a decisive decision. “going hot. Geh zum Teufel” He said and opened fire. The recoil was harsh but he absorbed it and sent a second a third round more accurately to the closest target, the unfamiliar gun meant he had to adjust on the fly to its quirks.

He would know the effect later, but in the heat of the moment. He just fired. Gotta be alive to know if it messed with your head.

In The Black (A Clean-Up Crew RP)

Should have somthing up tomorrow.

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Paradise Lost

Reenneesuash (Ren to humans) daughter of veanamdarr

Ren was savouring her food, a hot meal and time to sit down and eat one, this was nice, this was one small thing that Ren could concentrate on, focus on and break her wider problems into a narrow focus. That helped Ren manage the chaos, focus things down, things the woman could control. Her next meal…”You really helped us get established, I'd still be calibrating water lines and nutritional flow without you.” Ren could not hide the small yawn at the end, work helped keep the darkness away but did not help the lack of sleep. She did give the elder kin a smile, a tired smile.

The suggestion to take time for herself? Did the old woman see right through her, with one eye? Yes… The priestess was observant, fully capable of making the younger Keiller transparent as glass. “Il.. take a break. Maybe we have one of those cool gravity pools, I can dream.” The younger Keiller said, thinking back to a happier time on a more luxurious station for a conference on Xeno flora and a new kind of mega fungus. It was far more interesting and fun than it sounded. “il rest…if you take some time too.” Ren said a little more spirited and perked up a little as she examined her arm where things were starting to heal properly now she ate 3 meals a day and slept…at least some sleep. “sploring counts as down time right.”

Ren could not blame her, could not blame someone for protecting their family but she was pissed off too at same time, her own clan was gone, she was probably the last, she had lost everything and someone else had got out with their entire family? Rens head fell to the table. “You sharing…” Ren looked at the whiskey.. she probably should not drink but finding out someone had saved their family had made her want a drink to help soothe the pain that jabbed her soul. She was alone.

“I guess I'm the clan Elder… and I no longer owe any student debt as an upside. The bad news, my feast of honour is a rational pack meal, made of mystery meat, my ceremonial garb is a failed date dress, and now my job is a radioactive wasteland, that's not our faulty beam warmer.” Ren said in a burst of gallows humour to try and help her vent her mind's thoughts, and not blow up at the other woman for something Ren could not blame for.

Turning her head and looking up as she quirked a pointed ear but it seemed they were only ones about. Too many people was too much right now. Her almost golden eyes rimming with platinum made it clear Ren fully believed about being her only clan survivor “I cannot blame you Velia, in fact, does that not make you a Captain, me a Clan elder, and a de facto head of religion? We make quite the group. We could name our pilot, a Grand Admiral…” Ren said her voice went from a quiet measured tone to hiding her pain behind darker humour, but Ren was trying to cope… trying to carry on.

@Bingelly@Dyelli Beybi

Cause "I Love You's Not Enough", I'm Lost For Words... [M4F]

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Banned. Thats clearly just a signal to summon the zombies to take over from the necro Inc underwater salvage necro Whales of the day shift.