Hope Lost: Nature Revealed (In Spaceport)
OOC Announcement: [Dobson]: At approximately 12:50 AM, May 25th...reports are coming from Whitefall, about a hostage situation of sorts...the planet of Whitefall has a blockade of ships entering orbit, out of date models, older ships and just maintaining orbit for the time being...waiting. A few passenger shuttles have managed to get past the blockade but travel to the planet it ill advised at this time. At approximately 12:55 AM, a couple of crude yet effective bombs were dropped on a couple of settlements closer to the spaceport.
There is a type of darkness...that is so dark, even the shadows seem to be hiding. No stars can be seen, and there's a hush over the Spaceport of Whitefall. People wait with baited breath, and there are very few attendants to help with fuel and guide landings and the like. Then there are two flashes of bright orange and red as the ground shakes and the sound of explosions followed by screams fill the air. Then people start running from their homes, others are trapped in their homes and the fire that is started...spreads. Quickly. <English>
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Port, port is a good word for this moon, if not for the expanse of blackened ground that makes up the landing area for most ships coming and going on Whitefall. Not that it stops people from parking just about anywhere else they want when they're visiting the world. The air is fetid with one of the chief types of livestock, income, and exports that Whitefall has. Yaks. Yaks as far as the eye can see. And a sign reading 'This is another one'. So one would hope visitors like yaks, because if they also enjoy horses, then they'll love this floating space rock. For while there are some forms of wheeled travel, they're hard to come by and harder to maintain, so horses are the most used form of transportation, outside of walking, running and riding yaks, that one will find.
The planet's chief export in livestock, as well as the chief provider of meat, fur, and skins on this rock is yak and the only thing keeping the massive, smelly, beasts away from the port, and away from sounds that would make them stampede is a high fence of thick steel posts that inhibit their travel, while making exit from the port area only a trifle of an impediment, traveling through a brief checkpoint that insures the massive, rank animals are kept at bay.
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Luna is comming onto the spaceport, getting ready to head back home. She holds a parcel of something under her arm. "Jessie is a really nice gal. She is always finding me new plant samples to evaluate. I look forward to examining these samples. I have no idea how she gets them all the way out here. Thank you so much for comming with me, Phel..." Her words trail off as the explosions happen. She startles and fumbles with her package of plant samples, it falls from her hands and rolls away. A shriek of fright comes from the visibly pregnant woman. <English>
Phelan was with Luna as this was all Doc Wackadoo's show. Though that means he was providing security for Luna. While not as silent and brooding as her ninja beau. The Cowboy was armed. He frowns as he listening to planet wide com chatter. "Luna, I don't reckon this is a time to be talking about Jessie and her pla..." Then there's the explosions and a stream of Chinese and Gaelic curse words escape the man's lips. He reaches up to grab Luna's shoulder, "We need to find cover, somebody's getting bombed." <English>
Usagi's exiting the Firefly on site, looking a bit as if she'd gotten 'some' rest, but perhaps not enough. No one out here was here yesterday, but she 'did' remember them....from somewhere...and waves at the two people. However, she's cut off short as explosions start happening in the housing districts near the spaceport, and she honestly stands there for a moment staring. Something she swore she'd never do, letting the situation overwhelm her. Shock is evident across her face before a blaze of anger crosses her expression, seeming to be both internally and externally applied. "GORRAMIT!" She does try to catch anyone's attention, though she can't exactly promise anyone a ride on the Firefly, it's not hers. and there's no way she can help 'everyone', but nonetheless she looks around to see if any injured are heading this way. Though she's still hanging out by the firefly, it's offering 'some' cover. <English>
To say chaos is reigning would be an understatement, some people are running with buckets...other individuals are running for cover, there are a few people stumbling into the area a tad charred or bleeding, and others are snatching up weapons as attention is going towards the sky where a few shuttles are coming into sight. <English>
Luna had paniced at first when the bombs were dropped. However, she calms herself and begins to think more analytically. She sees bleeding people running. Fromt he folds of her skirts, a bag is taken out. Her medkit. She rushes to the side of the nearest person who seems rather hurt. "Shh shh.. sit sit.. here.. come over here.." She tries to usher injured people towards a somewhat 'safer' location... <English>
Phelan lets out a sigh of relief as Luna calms down. Though he starts to take stock of his surroundings for cover. He looks up to see if the bombing run is continuing. Though he doesn't go for cover. He takes up a position near Luna with his Zeus shouldered. He frowns, "Doc we got unknown shuttles coming in. This is beginning to sound like an assault of some type." <English>
Usagi pulls her com off after she hears a broadcast, responding quickly, then grunting softly and stating something else as such after before putting it back where it went. She looks up at the shuttles, and growls softly as she shakes her head and pulls out.....a recurve bow? An arrow is loaded to bear, and she does point it, though not drawing. Yet. It'd be interesting to see what she could do with it. After a few moments, the drawstring is pulled, and a bow is loosed. The arrow's definitely flying, and it seems she's aiming for something vital, a soft point, an intake, something that an arrow could concievably pierce....though how she'd managed that from here is anyone's guess. <English>
One shuttle veers off a bit when an arrow gets stuck in something and makes them adjust their course. The other shuttles are lowering into clear line of sight have their bay doors and such opening up slowly as dark figures slide down ropes and begin landing on the ground. In the shadows its hard to make them out but...in the flicker of flames and the occasional flash of light they are men, some women...some buck ass nude, others wearing leather armor or pieces of bone and plate based armor, all wielding blades of some sort while others have bolt throwers and one of them fires a shot gun. Their hair is matted and...as they get closer...was that a necklace of ears? Was that a braided belt of teeth? Seriously...maybe that leather really isn't...leather. <English>
Luna ushers a woman into the building that she is using for a bit of shelter, a bit of a triage center. She turns to look at the small ships lowering down and then her gaze settles onto the men and women.. if they were actualyl people.. She goes slack jawed a bit and there is a look of terror in her eyes. She squeaks out to Phelan who is nearby. "Reavers.. Are those.. Are they.. Oh god.." She begins to tremble and step back towards the group of bloodied people she has ushered into the building. <English>
A battered, often-wrecked shuttle that still manages to look better than the attacking ships appears from the clouds. It's burning hard through the atmosphere, and seems to be headed on the most direct course to Whitefall's landing pad. Inside of the cockpit, a Scotsman is leaning over the controls and cursing up a rather blue streak. "Fuck me runnin'. Just once, I'd like to shoot some kittens, or somethin'..." A glance over his shoulder, and Rodney shouts..."Throw open the door, an' get that gun cleared for action. I'm makin' a slow pass through their formation, 'fore we gotta put this shitbird on the ground. Light the eerie fucks up." He saw the shuttles. He saw the ships in orbit, and he can see the rope-hangers. He knows Reavers, and he is not looking forward to the next minutes. Even less to what is going to happen on the ground. Kelpie's throttle is yanked back, and Kilbride throws her into a turn that is a wee bit too sharp at this speed. Drag is not kind to the boxy craft, but she does slow the hell down, as bears down on, and eventually through the assault shuttle group. It is going to give Cailin a hell of a sight picture, but he's made them both, and their transport into a big slow target. <English>
Phelan pulls up his rifle and takes aim and fires on semiauto at one of the leaders. "Gorram, Luna. Get into building. Find some place to hide. I'll be right behind you." He chuckles to himself. "Always know Karma was a bitch." <English>
Usagi growls softly. She'd already dealt with this once. "Gorrammit all...." Another arrow's loaded, and launched. She's aiming to kill as well. But she 'is' using sense to such, and her next arrow flies towards the closest remaining reaver that's closest to where Luna and the other wounded are taking shelter. "Don't give 'em any room. Ah fought 'em yesterday, they're damned crazy, and ain't scared o'dyin" Even at that point, when her arrow is gone, the next is being retrieved. <English>
"Ni bu shi dong xi. What are those people doing, captain?" Wulver's little female engineer asks over the intercom in their shuttle, as he is at the controls and she is standing near the side hatch with a shipsuit, a respirator, goggles, and snapped into a safety harness. There is a heavy machinegun locked into an articulated harness near that hatch. "Wait... are those _Reavers_? Guan Yin!" she complains. Then Rodney makes a sharp turn, almost stalls 'Kelpie'. "Be CAREFUL!" But he probably can't hear her anyway. Especially once she connects her safety cables from her harness to the safety frame, hits the hatch open button and the cabin is suddenly full of sky. Cailin grabs the machine gun and points it out the hatch. "Qu si, Reavers!" <English>
Its like a rocky angel from above really...the rat-tat-tat and rumble of engines as Rodney's shuttle arrives into the area and there's a line of reavers-ies that get shot at, some falling, others staggering. Unlike most reavers however, some that fall...are pulled back and others.../yell/ and /swear/ at the shuttle...clear speech through their insane growling. Another reaver...looking individual is making a run for the shelter where Luna and Phelan are, shots from Phelan missing but an arrow pinging him in the back and he stumbles forward. Its like a sea of ugly, stanky, violent insanity though as the descend on the spaceport like a plague of locasts, more dropping from the sky and running towards the settlements away from the spaceport...it is very much like an invasion.
At this time, the boarding ramp for the Fabulous Caretaker begins to lower and a couple of reaver things are dropped on the ship itself, crawling and scaling down rather quickly. <English>
Luna gasps as one runs directly at them! She is about to flee into the building, but there is just one more person running towards the building! A good doctor never abandons her patients! The last person running towards them stumbles and Luna does a double-take at the fallen insane man, whether he is reaver or not. She glances at Phelan and knows he is there.. Suddenly, she waddle-runs to the stumbled injured person and crouches to help the older woman to her feet and begins to move back to the building... <English>
Kelpie is not long for the air, at this moment. Her pilot completes her turn, and now that she's low and slow, he's found himself a place to set her down. It's a tight fit, but the Scotsman's intent is to leave Cailin's big fucking machine gun with a nice line of fire on the majority of the assaulting Reavers that are heading for Luna and Phelan's defensive position. "Reavers. Aye. Just don't stop shootin' them! An' hold the fuck on, we're hittin' the deck." And despite his warning, it turns out to be a rather tasty landing, given his usual history of crash-landing in the middle of hostile compounds. It is a matter of seconds, before he's out of his seat, with the engines still warm. A brief pause behind his engineer, and he puts a hand on her shoulder. "Keep fuckin' 'em up, until you're out of ammo, the barrel is warped, or you gotta lock her up tight. If'n it gets too hot, you take the fuck off." Then he's hopping out of the hatch, his automatic shotgun up and at the ready. "Fuck me." He mutters, as his armoured form starts to move forward. <English>
"Where are they all coming from?" Cailin asks over the ship's comm. "Where are the system boats? The Alliance cruisers? Those damned-useless Commonwealth zou gou?" At least there is no lack of targets, and so she keeps firing... ammo flowing freely from the ammo feed running to the bins nearby. "I wish Ashi were here. She is not going to be happy if one of these things takes a bite out of me." Sadly, Cailin chatters when she is nervous. But knowing this, maybe Rod has the intercom off? But, as it turns out he's right behind her. "What? No! I can't fly this thing! Wait until we run out and I'll go with you! You'll have plenty to shoot at..." that last as she rips off her respirator. "Hells." Back to shooting the automatic .50 cal. <English>
Phelan clicks the Zeus to full auto and starts firing into the horde providing protection for Luna and the down woman. He shakes his head as he catches sight of the Kelpie. "You know the shit's hit the fan, when I'm happy to see that shuttle." He calls out to Luna, "Your rides here Luna! Now get the woman and get into the Gorram shuttle." Then he continues to fire. <English>
Usagi grunts softly as she takes a shot this time, taking a good little bit out of her armor and definitely giving her a bit of an injury along her right side. She glances at it and grumbles, having to leave it to the others to keep that up. She'd need to take out the one shooting at her, else she might not end up in good spots. At least unless someone else mows the dude down, with all the lead flying about. Draw, aim....*THUNK*. Next arrow being pulled. <English>
The great thing about a machine gun is its loud, there are pops, and things tend to get hit and fall over pretty damn easily, in total there are 5 shuttles, and each one is dropping about 10 people at a time, sliding down and thanks to that Kelpie, quite a few get mowed down. Others...well some are firing into the crowd, at people running away...over ---> there a couple of them have actually pounced and are /tying/ up a young woman instead of beatin her down and there are a group of reaver looking nut jobs carrying a package between them, a box of dynamite as the head towards where the fuel is kept. But besides that...Phelan's shots hit home, which makes him a target for some others as they ignore Luna and then Usagi's damn annoying with her bow and arrow and its tit for tat over there...another bolt flying through the air towards here. A big hulk of a creature runs towards Rodney, swinging a blade made out a leg. <English>
Luna helps the old woman back to the building with the others. She shouts to Phelan over the roar of the combat. "I am not leaving these people!" She ushers the woman into the building, glancing back to Phelan. She does not know Rodney is out there in the mess. So since Phelan is the closest she is keeping an eye on him. Her eyes go wide when he is suddenly slashed by a reaver. But there is no blood.. good. Thank you armor! She moves to duck into the building, to help those wounded. Guaze is unrolled and she makes rounds to triage the worst of the wounded. She is quick and effective. <English>
"How......sword...leg...what?" Kilbride begins to mutter, as the large Reaver assaults him with a weaponized limb. The Scotsman's armour absorbs the strike that he was unable to dodge, causing him to stagger back, but not doing much beyond scuffing the alloy. His nose wrinkles, as he catches a whiff of the creature, and he allows Black Donnie to fall out of his right hand, still squeezing the pistol grip with his left. His finely crafted Dirk is drawn swiftly from the sheath that hangs at an angle across his chest, flipped into a reverse grip, and thrust at a steep angle into the cannibal's chest, toward its heart. The blade is jerked clear in a spray of blood, and the Scotsman continues forward, toward the group of would-be kidnappers, and the girl that they are trying to tie up. "I need a goddamned sound-off, now. Who's friendly, an' who is broadcasting?" He demands over the public frequencies. He trusts Cailin to use her nasty, loud friend to keep his back clear, as he heads into the horde. <English>
"Get AWAY from them!" the freckled engineer shouts at the top of her lungs, which probably doesn't let her be heard over the chattering weapon. "Ahhhh!" her whole frame rattles with the recoil, even with the weapon in the door mount. Someone's getting shot at with a bolt, and so she turns her fire on them. "Get out of there!" but for sure that lady can't hear. <English>
A large and ugly Reaver's ax swings at Phelan's check and had him dead to rights. There's a look of horror on his face as he mutters, "Not like this. Not like this." Then realizing Salin and Cody had just saved his life. The man reaches for the trigger of the underslung shotgun on his Zeus. The breaching round designed to blow doors off the hinges goes off in the Reaver's face. Probably catching a couple of the other Reavers around it. He takes a couple quick breaths and brodcasts across the public channel, "Daniels here, Killbride. You can figure out where I fall later. But I got Doc Wackadoo with me and a whole bunch of civilians I'm trying to keep from getting overran. <English>
A large and ugly Reaver's ax swings at Phelan's check and had him dead to rights. There's a look of horror on his face as he mutters, "Not like this. Not like this." Then realizing Salin and Cody had just saved his life. The man reaches for the trigger of the underslung shotgun on his Zeus. The breaching round designed to blow doors off the hinges goes off in the Reaver's face. Probably catching a couple of the other Reavers around it. He takes a couple quick breaths and brodcasts across the public channel, "Daniels here, Killbride. You can figure out where I fall later. But I got Doc Wackadoo with me and a whole bunch of civilians I'm trying to keep from getting overran." <English>
Usagi growls and brings her bow back up, and fires it, but she can tell shortly after it leaves the string that the shot is not going to hit its particular target. Who knows, maybe someone will get unlucky, but she was definitely going to need to back up away towards the ship. At least it was a defensible position. Maybe. <English>
It is like a weird...very weird bad cheesy movie as over an intercom, there's a deep raspy breath...and a gurgling. And its muted somewhat by the machine gun noise and the screams but it echoes and thunders out. "The skies will run red with blood as the true nature is revealed...you needn't fear your fate, or hate your fear, or feel remorse or pain or regret. Just feel...and live...the next step of human evolution is in the savage beast we're meant to be..." All the reaverites...who don't seem to be in the middle of slashing and such or dying, all drop to their knees and bow as a darker looking ship starts to lower into view, this one is decorated with bones and red paint and leaves a smokey...black trail. There's a grappler that shoots down, huge spike of something near where Phelan is standing, just short of missing the man and the bowing people start chanting and hitting the ground with their fists. Its creepy...and weird. "Our masters come...to purify and devour those who are unworthy!" <English>
Luna comes to the window and she peers outside. There are crying and injured people she is tending to! "Phelan!" She squeaks out as the spike lands there next to him. "Come inside!" She says out the window as she crouches down again. "This is insane! Insanity.. Oh god.." She is terrified. She slips back furthur into the beuilding, working quickly to bandage the next patient. <English>
When a familiar, not well-loved voice crackles across his headset, there is a growl. "LUNA is here? She's fucking -pregnant-." The Scotsman's jaw sets, and before he can continue to bitch and moan...the weird...er...shit starts to happen. The pounding of the dirt, the voice over the intercom. The new creepy as shit ship that seems to be goddamned shooting grappling hooks at people. "Fuck this. Just. Fuck it. This is dumb. I'm over this bullshit...." Kilbride begins to say, complaining to no one in-particular. Dirk is sheathed, and Nessie is drawn with the same hand. "Phelan. Get Luna to the goddamned Kelpie, while they're fuckin' bein' all....strange...." This is too fucked up for eliquence. "Cailin can keep you clear." He eyes the old-ass ship, squints, and then lifts his large revolver in both hands. Donald is allowed to hang from his sling. A tilt to his head, and he peers down the rifle scope mounted atop the hand cannon. He takes aim, and sighs over the comm. "Fire in the hole." Instead of a loud BANG when he pulls the trigger, there is a *WHUMP*, and a grenade is ejected from the underslung launcher. The projectile is well-aimed, atleast. Though, the damage done has yet to be seen. If nothing else, he should've just gotten some goddamned attention. <English>
"Hey, what's..." Cailin mutters to herself as she fires here and there. "Where're they going? Shi dan!" and she turns the gun on some 'Reavers' headed for the fuel depot. She lets a burst loose at them. "Watch out!" Maybe that's for Rodney? <English>
Mia comes sprinting out into the open from somewhere and looks around, then hears a commotion and promptly hightails it to cover. <English>
PHelan been getting accused of getting old and slowing down. But he looks up at the shadow of the ship and jumps back as the ground is harpooned next to him. He mutters, "Wuh duh ma huh ta duh fung-kwong duh wai-shung doh." (Holy mother of God and all her wacky nephews) He blinks a few times, "They got a fucking god now." Phelan doesn't argue with Rodney. He simply coms, "Aye Aye." He turns and looks at Luna, "Killbride, said to get to the Kelpie. Your going or I'm carrying you. Mia's in this mess somewhere. I need one less worry." <English>
Usagi grunts softly, looking over to the big scotsman. They all had a break for right now, and she keeps a hand on her wound. She looks around for a few moments, and then sighs. "Where ya need a doc that can fight?" She's looking towards the scotsman, though keeping her distance for now. She's on the comms to make sure he can hear her. "Inside, outside, or runnin protector duty?" <English>
That is when there's a BOOM, as that grenade hits the Reaver crab ship that had started to extend its claws and then the grenade explodes so it jerks to the side and starts to go down somewhere over ---> there towards the mountains. Cailin's fire hits the box of explosives being carried by two reaverites who were trying to set charges and there's another spectacular explosion as they both get blown up...a leg flying this way and a hand flying that. There's a moment of silence, eeerie silence as all the crazy looking worshipers look up with a horrified expression towards the sky and then all scream/shout almost inhumanely, getting to their feet and making a rush towards those in the spaceport.
Luna is hesitant. She looks to the people in the room that she is tending. Then she sort of fluffs up. "I am NOT leaving these injured people! Damn it!" Luna cursed! Gasp! She looks back to the people and then she reaches for a child. "Everyone to the.." BOOM! The ship careens and begins to go down. And thent he reaverites are rushing everyone in the spaceport. "Uh.. No way I can get to the Kelpie now!" <English>
There is a shout of glee from the Scotsman, as the the ReaverGods<tm> ship is sent off to crash, courtesy of a wee grenade. There is a brief moment, where Nessie is given a kiss, and re-holstered....wherein the grey-haired Captain of the Wulver begins to caper about, with both fists leveled at the cannibal cultist worshippers. A few fingers pop up, and the man gives the horde a helping of the classic Double Bird. "Who killed your gods, motherfuckers? Rodney fuckin' Kilbride killed your gods, you braindead, flesh-eatin' cocksuckers. Now, bow down an' worship at the feat of a -real- savage!" This is almost as good as being a Caveman. Their response being to rush them all in a rage, though? It causes him to clear his throat, glance around. "Ahem. Yeah. Doctor who can shoot. I'm evacing my crew. Get that goddamned crazy hippy doctor to my shuttle, an' hope aboard, if you want to live. Maybe get a real gun, while your at it." Black Donald is up, now. And he's just holding down the trigger, spraying bursts of 10 guage slugs into the oncoming horde. <English>
Mia has avoided the hubbub on the streets and the debris from the explosion and is now taking advantage of the distractions to leap, swing, and clambor along the buildings towards where Phelan and Luna are, desperately trying to make it towards them without being noticed, shot, or blown up. <English>
"Get in here!" Cailin shouts, trying to thumb her comm button at the same time she fires. "Come on!" and she turns the machine gun on the hordes of madmen charging Rodney Kilbride. "Arrgh!" <English>
Phelan goes to argue with Luna. Then he hears the sound of a fanatical horde, " Meh, tah mah duh hwoon dahn. (Mother fucking Son of a bitch)" He turns and opens fire, "Luna, you don't have to have a crazed horde trying to swarm us to prove you right." He mutters, "I thought Mia is hard headed." He sprays the horde as they come. "Cheong Bao Ho Tze Sons of a bitch. Killbride, you need to use your new found godhood to get us into better parties. This orgy blows." <English>
Usagi isn't getting anything from the scotsman, and shit is literally about to hit the fan. She didn't like leaving with things as they are right now, but the Scotsman was definitely a force to be reckoned with, and Luna was reasonably protected by him and the other guy with a shotgun. So rather than make herself 'more' of a target and end up dead, she instead elects to board the ship. She hadn't really left out from nearby it the entire time, so why mess with a bad thing? On she goes! Though even as she gets on a ramp to get on the ship, she does fire off a last bow shot at one of the Horde, aiming to shoot something in the neck. <English>
It is...a massacre really, both reaverites and some locals. But then something miraculous happens almost when shit really starts to get real. Reaverites are being repelled by gunshots from both Phelan and Rodney...that machine gun going by Cailin also is keeping the horde from overswarming and then there's a farm boy who's mother just got stabbed and dragged off, and he holds a rifle with a steady hand firing at a few of those in the horde, making all his shots. Then another Whitefall native is shooting as well...then another pops out from behind barrel shooting a pair of pistols. Then the calvary arrives, a bunch of ranchers on horseback sweeping into the area, shooting and swinging clubs and everything. And older man rides by Rodney. "If ya'll willin' to fight for folks you don't know, we can do the same...get yer people off this rock!" And so yes, they have cover fire. Alot of it.
A very familiar voice comes from the intercom system of the Fabulous Caretaker as the ramp lowers down. "Lets move it bitches! Up the Scottish Monster's kilt, or in my panties...I don't really give a damn anymore!" As the firefly fires up, the flamey things coming to life and as the ship begins to slooowly and shakily...raise in the air a bit...its very hard work to try to keep it steady, waiting...and waiting... <English>
Luna kisses the child on the head that she had been protecting there. The lad has his wounds all bound up. "Take care of grandma there.. I have to go.." She says tot he boy. He nods and scoots to the elderly woman that Luna had risked her life to help get inside. She then turns and goes to the door, glancing outwards. She waddle-runs her way to the Kelpie, shielding her head with her arms and giving a funny yell the entire way. "AAAiieeee...." <English>
"Hang in there, old timer." Kilbride says to the man that rides by, and then glances at the hordes of dead and dying. He drops the drum out of his shotgun, pulls another out and slams it in, while he walks backward quickly, toward his shuttle. "There was a fleet in orbit last, I checked! If its still there, Wulver'll be back, if she has to come alone. Ain't countin' on the Feds out here." A shake of his head, and a wrinkle of his nose, as he steps in Reaver bits. He makes it back to Kelpie, and scrapes his boot off on the side of the shuttle, waiting for the last of his cargo to board. "Careful on the way out, Caretaker. Get in touch. Think you got yourself a new topic to start railin' on the Cortex about. Fuckin' reeeeligious Reavers." This is all spoken over the open comms. <English>
Cailin lets the door gun cool a moment while people pile into Kelpie. "I want off this dirtball!" Once everyone's inside, she secures the door while Rodney preps the ship for liftoff. <English>
Mia leaps off a roof, then one that's close to topplingand suppersaults to spend some energy as she moves at speed towards the ground. She lands, rolls, and comes right back up, short legs churning as fast as they can, "I'm here, Bao bei!" <English>
Phelan catches sight of Mia as she heads towards the Kelpie. Luna and Killbride already loading up. He turns and bugs out himself. He climbs onto the shuttle. "You ain't the only Cailin." He takes up a position to help provide cover fire. "Where the fuck did they learn to talk and the concept of religion." He shakes his head, "For the record no more zombie movies." <English>
Gunshots, screams...fires..
Galloping Horses, swinging of clubs and blades...
As people board up and landing ramps and the like close, they leave behind a people fighting not only for their lives but against the reality of a nightmare that's just beginning. Ships can leave...shuttles get through things, yes...but the fleet above hovers in orbit like ship shaped gravestones, ominous and waiting... "The skies will run red with blood as the true...nature is revealed..." This quote will haunt the dreams of many as the Kelpie and the Caretaker take to the skies. <English>
