Zyngard

Diddly Do

@Metatrooper@Eviledd1984

The city, despite having some operational facilities (at least one of which would be a somewhat functional power supply, given some flickering street lights), seems to completely lack any sort of non-plagued life. Herds of cat-sized Reevers skitter along the streets, down back alleys, looking for any possible signs of life, not that there are any to be found, only more infection. The sky is clouded and a sickly green, but not quite thick with spores. Sure, breathing without a ventilator of some kind would be a fatal mistake, but by no means does it impede vision. The ships approach is easily noticed, as the second a Reever notices it, all nearby infected turn to watch the ship, and begin amassing to assault it once it lands, brutes surrounded by masses of normal infected, reevers diverting their course towards the general area, although it seems the other, more advanced types aren’t joining the area quite yet. Of course, they have quite a distance to go, so some simply stay behind to continue searching for any pocket of life. Not every infected would go after a single threat, of course.

Meanwhile, the sniper sprints his way downstairs, his head snapping to one side as he hears the whine of engines nearby. The hell..? There weren’t supposed to be any functional vehicles left, especially airborne by the sounds of it, or he would have taken one himself… he soon made his way out of the vehicle, easily dispatching the lesser infected in his way, which seemed distracted by the approaching vehicles, whatever they were, anyways, almost stepping out on the street, before waiting around a corner, avoiding the various infected grouping along the streets. Wasn’t his type of fight. Open areas, enclosed spaces, bah.

Trios

Kura glanced over at some woman running through the lounge acting all high and self-important and stuff, before looking back at Allysse. "Woah! That's pretty cool!" She frowned as Allysse suddenly stood up and run outside after the self-important lady, glancing over to the door, but not really getting up. Probably something boring like accidentally running into the dock or something like that. Would be more interesting than the rest of the trip, but still real boring.

She ignored Allysse's hand motion to stay there, as she was going to stay right where she was anyways, if it was really interesting, someone would come to bother her directly about it. That's what always happened back at the house. ...usually. WOAH HEY PERSON. She gave a small jump as some pretty girl appeared right in front of her, just kinda there. Had she blinked or something? Or had she taken a nap..? That happened sometimes. Hopefully she hadn't taken a nap and missed anything... "That is pretty cool! ...I mean, assuming I wasn't asleep or anything." She blushed lightly "But yeah, I'm here to find my sister!" Kura exclaimed, excited "And she has cookies too, so I gotta find her before she eats all of them!" Oh! They would probably be docking soon too! She should go up on deck to be the first off! "Be right back. Well.... I guess not as we're kinda getting off. See you maybe eventually I guess!" She jumped up and run out of the lounge onto the deck, after all the commotion had died down, sprinting off the ship, managing to not trip over anything, at least until she got on land, then promptly tripping over the ground not moving "...ow."

Diddly Do

Cuna blinked as Fanny suddenly disappeared "Bloody.. cryptic advi-" He blinks in surprise again as Pirila suddenly runs past him down the stairs, and follows her down.

Oh, it was Dino again. Seemed like her... fellow barbarian. Fucking jackass... had been kidnapped. Was that who she was talking about, the one she didn't want him to swear around? Likely. "I can't promise I can do all that much myself" He says dryly, "But I'll help out myself in any way I can."

With that said, there... doesn't seem to be much he can do at the moment, other than wait.

Trios

@citrouille

Kura watched the man at another table curiously as he spoke to the person beside him who... didn't exist. Must be insane, he could be fun to hang around with! Oh, someone else was sitting down by her, good, someone to talk to.

She grinned widely and happily took Allysse's handshake, shaking quite vigorously as she does so, before eventually releasing her grin, looking at the woman with an almost mischievous sparkle in her eyes "Hello!~ I'm Kura!" She said rather proudly "Kura Qubus, to be more speficic. Specicic. Spefific. Whatever! That word. Whatever it is. It's good to meet somebody new and fun to hang around with! Anything weird about you? Anything cool? Do you know magic, can you shoot things, you know, stuff like that!"

Trios

A girl scampered up to the captain and briefly held a conversation with him, soon leaving with a pout on her face and wandering around the ship briefly. Soon enough, her face suddenly brightens and she goes off to find a corner to sit herself down in, digging into her pouch to pull out a small hand mirror and, oddly, tap the center of it.

She seems to speak quietly into the mirror, laughing aloud and quickly looking around, then quiets back down and scoots away from an approaching crewmember who offers her a friendly smile, returning to talking to her mirror for a time.

Eventually, she waves at the mirror, and returns it to her pouch, leaping back to her feet and grinning. She wanders into the lounge, settling down on a chair and kicking her feet, her grin fading. This was booorinnng. She was booooored. Hopefully someone else would come into the lounge to maybe mess around with. Or talk to, whatever. SO BOOOOORED. That inner revelation took place in about ten seconds of happiness before she got bored.

Trios

Name: Kura Qubus
Gender: Female
Species: Human
Age: Around 9

Appearance

Eye Colours: She has one Orange eye, and one Purple eye
Hair Colours: Her hair starts off as white and slowly turns to light blue. The hair is about waist-length.
Clothing:
Basically this:

but without arm ribbons, blue decorative ribbon, and the weird thingies that extend from their back. The skirt is also a bit longer, extending to about mid-thigh (halfway between torso and knee).
She also wears gloves like in this image

but black instead of brown. She also has a similar bag and cloak for storage and warmth respectively.

Abilities

Kura knows a spell to conjure several ricocheting projectiles. They're fast, can bounce off of solid objects, and give off light. But they're not lethal, and getting hit by one is like getting hit by a dodgeball ball.
She also has very, VERY basic healing magic that is practically useless when dealing with anything beyond the usual injuries children tend to get while playing.
In addition to the above, Kura has a very minor ability in illusions, which she mostly applies to herself.
She also has the ability to give objects velocity, turning them into erratic bouncing weaponry. This ability is near impossible to control once it’s started, but she can at the least give it a starting direction. This is limited to giving objects around the weight of a brick any reasonable velocity, although she can make large objects move slowly.

Inventory: A single (stale) cookie wrapped in paper, a hand mirror, and a large, but nonspecific amount of money in a pouch.
Weaknesses: Although capable of advanced magical expressions necessary to do her magic, she has little knowledge of basic arithmetic and math in general. She’s a decent liar, but very bad at reading others lies. She’s also a child, so not particularly skilled or strong.
Weapons: N/A
Backstory: Kura is one of a pair of similar princesses from a different continent. Most of her childhood was spent playing with her sister and learning about boring politics, in addition to magic. Her and her sister eventually snuck off to go find adventure and made their way onto a ship. After arriving on the coast, they ran into trouble, and were forced to separate. So far, Kura has not been able to locate her sister, although she’s searching in the town.

Diddly Do

@Hokum

Cuna raises an eyebrow and gives a lazy shrug as her expression changes once more, in that weird sorta creepy way. “So, you gonna fuc-“ And that’s when the earthquake hit.

Cuba stumbles and falls for ward towards Fanny, managing to bring an arm up sideways to brace himself. After a moment of staying on the ground to make sure of nothing else yet, he rose back to his feet “The fucking bloody hell was that? Can’t a guy have a fucking day without any bloody explosions or flaming earthquakes?” He grumbled.

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@GingerBoi123

A man silently watches the planet from atop one of the less ruined buildings. His sunglasses glinted slightly, his exposed mouth a neutral expression. So this was the Legion. A difficult target, to be sure. Extermination wasn’t his usual business, but he doubted that there was much of another way to handle something of this size, spanning several planets.

He was tempted to take a potshot, but that could compromise his position atop the building, having no issue with the spores. From there, he looked up to the bioship that seemed to be launching the pods. That was likely to be his next step here. This planet wouldn’t have the Hivemind. Not if it’s been newly conquered.

With a quiet sigh, he unslung an odd rifle from his back, taking aim at a brute down on the surface. Those seemed to be the ‘elites’ so to speak. Like him. He adjusted his aim, shifting to account for gravity, and - after a moment - to account for wind. The rifle seemed to glow a gentle blue along some grooves as it’s barrel crackled with electricity, until he finally made the adjustment for the beasts likely behavior based on how it had acted so far, and he squeezed the trigger, the magnetic material electrically charged, speeding straight for the Brute’s head. Outside of the sound of the rifle charging, there wouldn’t be a telltale gunshot. Just how he liked it.

And yet, the Legion would probably know where he was now. The consequences of giving into temptation, he supposed. Time to go. He opened his way back down the roof, and started making his way down the abandoned building. Not even any infected in this particular building. Part of the reason he chose it, really. That’d give him a little time, but not much.

Caravan: Resurrection

Pyra stirred and awoke at the sound of something (or someone) landing on he roof, opening his eyes just in time to catch something slamming into the ceiling and sending shards of it down. He nodded at Neale, groaning a bit as he forced himself to sit up. His arm felt... better, to say the least. Still painful, but more of a dull ache rather than the before sharp pain.

Nonetheless, best to not use that arm for the time. He rose to his feet off the bed, looking around at the circumstances. Neale was busy with him, the captain was on the ground, several seemed to be... gone? Let’s assume they’re off doing something and not... dead.

After a moment, his eyes fell on the various shrapnel on the floor. Let’s tidy this up a bit, then focus on whatever vagrant was doing this. With a dismissive wave of his good arm, he began to encase the shrapnel in his energy and slowly collect it into a ball of sorts. Perhaps that could be useful if an attacker presented himself. Were those crossbow bolts from above? Well, if the Myti hadn’t learned their lesson before... he grimaced, letting the ball collapse into a simple pile and keeping a close eye on the ceiling. If another force hit the ceiling like before, he’d be ready.

Trios

You know my answer

Diddly Do

@Hokum

Cuna managed to avoid falling back down the stairs at the sudden impact, taking a moment to glare at the lady acting in an overdramatic way. Prick. That was the word that came to mind. He sighed, and shook his head, replying in a dry voice.

"I mean apparently you didn't. Now, if you'll excuse me, I don't have places to be. Other than 'away from fucking explosions'." With that, he raises an eyebrow at her sudden change of expression to sheer boredom, and steps out of the way for her to make her way down the stairs.