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Post by
Monday
Character
: Soren Baldurson
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, Cape of Stranglethorn
"... well," Soren remarked, watching the carnage. "Now I remember why I cook my food. That's a bit more visceral than I would prefer."
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Post by
Atik
William Triberk, COLA, Desidaku, Celegosa
Prometheus
"Cori?" Celene asked. "Ugh, where did he run off to?" She complained, suddenly turning and jumping at the shouting woman. "Woah!" She raised her arms at the gun.
Des blinked, ducking behind the cart once again and staring out at the newcomer in shock.
Spike continued devouring the dead lizard, seemingly oblivious to a gun pointing at him.
Praegosa
Plaguewood
"What in the hell?" One of the marines wondered, holding his fire at the sight of something destroying the undead.
The other stopped as well, having no idea what to make of the event as undead stopped short of them and actually turned around to lung for the paladin behind them.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Cori
Location: Prometheus
Cori was now walking around a tank still oblivious to the people and lack of cousins.. "It's smaller then the steam tanks." He said. "And why does the cannon split like that?" He asked aloud.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Soren Baldurson
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, Cape of Stranglethorn
"Hi!" Soren called, waving at Nora. "I bring supplies!" Then he paused. "Well, I bring people who bring supplies!" he amended. "Same thing, right?"
"
Incorrect authorization code
," the voice replied. "
Please input an authorization code or contact your superior
."
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Post by
Atik
William Triberk, COLA, Desidaku, Celegosa
Prometheus
Triberk slowly but surely made his way through the crowd, finding Harvard eventually. "Sir." He nodded reluctantly.
"Um... hello..." Celene waved. "Sorry about our raptor... he's not big on table manners."
Praegosa
Plaguewood
"Come on." Pray said, looking over at Tia and beginning to carefully roll herself down the hill.
The roar of engines replaced the sounds of undeath, a pair of Helions racing down the scar and skidding to a stop near the barricade; letting off a Marauder and group of marines that had hitched a ride aboard them.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Gregory Mandrake, Mickey Thompson, Alistair Mercer
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, The Cape of Stranglethorn
"I would volunteer to cut myself and then imbibe that concoction," Greg spoke as he stood up, "But I would much rather it was done on some poor rodent first. So, a gathering we go, then?
I'll have to stop at the cantina and then the medbay for a moment, but after that I'm free as an eagle. A free eagle, not a zoo eagle."
Alistair rose from his corner near Madison and made his way towards the exit. His eyes two feverishly burning embers, he asked, "Shall I remove the intruders, Nora?"
Of course, the fire-loving Raider was still adamantly ignoring her insistence that he was in fact an intruder as well.
Post by
Persen
Frederich Savin
The
Prometheus
"I repeat. Priority one, a female goatoid. Priority two, a test subject. Three, anything funny you can find. Like any native technology or psionics or whatever. Much obliged for something less messy than a head. Of course, if the stuff works I'm going to need more heads - preferably with bodies still attached. Shopping list ends," Frederich finished.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Soren Baldurson
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, Cape of Stranglethorn
"Cool it, smoky," Soren said, frowning at the former-Firebat. "We both know I could kick your butt so hard that Nora would have to find you a prosthetic." Turning back to Nora, he said, "well, I have no idea if they'll actually work or not. But Aiden told me to chaperon, so I chaperoned."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Gregory Mandrake, Mickey Thompson, Alistair Mercer
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, The Cape of Stranglethorn
"I presumed too much where I knew too little," Alistair hissed. "I acknowledge my mistake and will rectify it. Though I did assume Special Operations to be above petty insults, as well," he added acidly. Addled as his mind was by the lack of sleep and dark depression over Madison's condition, the Raider made a mental note to renew his Psi-screen project, for now postponed indefinitely. Even though he only had exactly one fully functioning specimen to work on - courtesy of a certain Spectre, who lent it to Mercer after his indoctrination - Alistair was confident he would eventually integrate a prototype into his power armor.
"We'll have to find a way to gather the blueskins' blood somehow. Since we still haven't picked up any traces of vespene on this planet, might as well sterilize a gas canister," Gregory commented, waving his goodbye at Fred and walking out of the laboratory. He took the lead, heading to the cantina.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Soren Baldurson
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, Cape of Stranglethorn
Soren fixed him with a flat glare. "I'm NEVER above petty insults. Goodness."
Post by
Atik
William Triberk, COLA, Desidaku, Celegosa
Prometheus
Celene was about to answer when she suddenly heard Des pop the chest open.
"Potions!" He stated excitedly, beginnging to dig through the glass bottles stored within burlap sacks. "Wait... why does mom have swiftness potions in her emergency supplies?"
"She and uncle Kai apparently once saved Gilneas with them... or something like that." Celene shrugged. "But doesn't matter, get those health ones out of there!"
The Albino hefted the bag of health potions out of the chest, forgoing his sister's outstretched arm and bringing them up to Nora himself with a meek grin.
The Blue blinked, but shrugged.
Praegosa
Ares
One of the marines brought a gauss rifle up, pointing it forward as the group made their way through the battlefield and towards the group.
The heavily armored arm of the marauder suddenly shoved it back down. "Stand down, !@#$%^&." They stated. "No need to make enemies if we can help it."
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Post by
Atik
William Triberk, COLA, Desidaku, Celegosa
Prometheus
Des' grin vanished completely, his face becoming nervous. "Well, it's a potion. You drink it, and the mixture does the rest." He explained. "In the case of health potions, they're made from peaceblooms usually, and can heal injuries; small ones, mostly, but can help with bigger ones."
He tapped his now empty hands together. "They might not be much, but our mom has a shop full of them, and she knows how to make stronger ones too."
Celene nudged Nico. "Go find him before he gets caught poking things he shouldn't." She stated. "We don't have guns pointing at us anymore, at least."
"If it makes you feel any better. I did too." William stated.
COLA, having gathered a number of supplies to help in repairs around the ship, made his way to Triberk's side, sitting down.
Praegosa
Ares
Gauntleted arms reached up, unlocking the helmet of the marauder suit and pulling it off to reveal dark brown skin, black hair, and dark eyes beneath. The woman eyed Abby, making her way over and offering the Paladin a hand. "Not personally. Belongs to the grand Dominion, and Emperor Mengsk." She replied. "But let's save the chat until after we get you folks inside, now that you've done... whatever you just did..."
Pray peaked out around Abby, staring at the armored people curiously.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Cori
Location: Prometheus
Cori threw a mixture of dumb luck and genius had found himself inside one of the engineer bay's and was studying a empty marauder suit a pad and pencil in his hands as he sketched the suit setting the writing utensils down long enough to take a measurement of poke a piece of the suit before going back to writing.
Character: Richard, Loki
Location: Stranglethorn
"This isn't going to work." Richard said.
"What should we do then?" Loki asked as he sat on one of the arms of the thor inorder to hear Richard.
"I guess we disassemble it and take it back piece by piece." He suggested.
"That will take forever." Loki sighed. "You can't get it moving?" He asked.
Richard shook his head. "I don't say it often but I'm stumped on this one."
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Post by
Behelich
Character
: Gregory Mandrake, Mickey Thompson, Alistair Mercer
Location
:
Prometheus
Crash Site, The Cape of Stranglethorn
Gregory followed her gaze, raising his eyebrow in confusion.
"Wait, are those... children there?" he grunted.
"Peacebloom, huh. How would that work, I wonder," Alistair muttered under his nose, rambling rather than addressing someone in particular. "Boosting cell replication rate, maybe? Wouldn't that cause accelerated aging..."
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