A steampunk RP, ehh?

[Teafo]

OOC: I'm heading off to work now, I will probably not be able to post again till tomorrow morning/afternoon like today. In the meantime, just have Nathanius follow your chars around and generally help with whatever is needed. Feel free to puppet a little, but don't go flying anywhere without the Cap'n

 

[Alphacron]

Aln released the mechanism, enabling the suit, pulled out his sword, and thrust it through the two mercs, ending their lives.

 

[Kelethor]

The hangar was relatively empty, aside from a dozen or so of Healins guards. instanly, they all pulled out Clockwork rifles, aiming at the ARmored man " Look bud, drop it, you know the rules. drop the sword" suddenly, all over Avrion, the radios turned on once more, the hissing dying down. a voice, tired, fighting back tears, began " ladies and gentlemen..were sorry for our previous cut...but...we have confirmed that Yes, Emperor Preston has been shot, along with 4 of his bodyguards. despite his grave injuries, he is now in medical care, in a stabilized condition...also" meanwhile, The woman in the eyepatch approached Marco, her hand on his shoulder " guns come and go with wars, but you are..different, aren't you?" a small smile came across her face, come with me, we must find him before the authority's take him." she ran off, knowing that you would follow her, as she ran too the elevator.

EDIT: wow, 2 pages, that was amazing, I need to monitor this much more closely.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco followed her quickly, loading his pistol, before re-holstering it. "This should be intresting."

OOC: We're crazy, we know. But you came up with a good idea, be proud it's doing it by itself.

 

[Alphacron]

Aln sheathed the sword, and pulled back the armor. "my appologies sirs." He then bolted down toward the Ebon Hold.

 

[Kelethor]

one of the guards looked down at the corpses sighed and said "cuff him, Healin will need to see this" just then, gunshots burst from the shadows of the Hangar, fireing into the various guardsmen. several assasins burst forward, each carryying pistols in hands and axes at there sides "all we want is the piolt. kill the rest" the guardsmen and the thugs engage in a fire fight. bullets flying. the elvator finnaly opens revelaign the girl and Marco "damnit!" she yells. "were too late! keep them away from the armored one, ill get there attention" she dove into the crowd, firing, yelling " get him into a ship, ill be right behind you!" her voice was drowned out in the gunfire and steel metting steel.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco was not exactly sure what was going on, but managed to rush his way past the crowd, firing of shots into both sides of the conflict. Marco sees a gaurdsmen rushing into a ship, and, one headshot later, proceeds into the ship. As he progressed, he read the name of the ship painted on the side. "The Ebon Hold".

 

[Alphacron]

OOC: i going to go. i have school tomarow, so i can't post until, at earliest, 3:00 east U.S. time

Edit:Nvm

 

[Alphacron]

Looking back, Aln saw the large firefight. more focused with escape from the mercs and the guards, he climbed of the gangplank onto his ship. Rousing the crew, he ordered them to prepare to take off "We appear to have lost favour with the queen! Get set to take off as soon as possible, hold them off!"

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco entered the hold, and called out "Hello? Anybody home?" He slowly reloaded his weapon, just to be safe. He has yet to see anyone on the ship.

 

[Alphacron]

The crew quickly activated the suits, drew their blades and approached Marco.

 

[Ace of Hearts]

Marco grimaced. "Oh great, from a bunch of gaurds and thugs to a bunch of tin-cans." Marco put away his pistol, and drew two daggers. "Lets not get hasty, I got sent here from some random girl, alright?" he growled at the crew.

 

[Alphacron]

Aln called to the crew "hold, he has no affiliation". he turned to marco, "as you can see, there was more than one simple mercenary"

 

[Ace of Hearts]

"Well, you keep ample company yourself." He doesn't drop his fighting stance. "Good to see you again. So, what the hell was this all about?" Marco asks matter-of-factly.

 

[Alphacron]

"*sigh* You see before you the Ebon Legion, a mercanary group in the private employ of Nuban Lexli, ruler of the Nubans. It appears that she blames us for the emperors death (OOC: He doesn't know the emperor didn't actually die) and has sent a trio of mercenarys to kill us, specifically me. They were promptly slain, but not without attracting the attention of the guards."

OOC: sorry if i'm stealing the spotlight here, it seems i've become a major character

 

[Ace of Hearts]

OOC: No worries, Marco and company will promtly steal it back.

Marco nods. "Wow, I grew up to stories of you guys." He reveals a Nuban Insignia. "And your now royally screwed." He pauses for a moment. "Wait. What part did you even have in the assassination? Were you in charge of protecting him or something?" Marco slowly relaxes.

 

[Alphacron]

Aln chuckles to himself "i truly have no idea what the queen is planning, but i was assigned to capture the emperor for her in an attempt to have him join us in the war. It appears all that has been compromised with his assasination, to whom i have no idea who did it"

 

[Ace of Hearts]

"..." Marco thinks for a moment. "Well you've got an entire country thats about to be gunning for you, and, being from Nuban, no other country is going to trust you guys. No offence? But your looking doomed." Marco sighs. "Look, I could... Eh... Cause a little distraction and give you a chance to take off, how does that sound? You need to get out of here, I may ask you to return the favor."

 

[Alphacron]

"We'd be glad for the favour, but we can fend for ourselves, we don't want you to be marked as well" As he speaks one of the crew calls down "captain, we're ready for take off!"

 

[Alphacron]

OOC: ok NOW i'm going to go, cya later. My guy takes off, and leaves