The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

[bluerocker]

AIM

Furiae took a deep breath to calm herself with the appearance of the strange doctor; reminding herself that she was in a strange world with monsters, oddly shaped people, and what have you; and spoke with a soft voice,

"As far as I understand from Inuart, I was placed within a construct called the Seed of Resurrection. As far as I remember from the myths and legends from our world, they are said to either herald the destruction or rebirth of mankind... As far as I can tell, placing me within it has cause the former rather than the later to our world..."

She paused for a moment, mulling over the events of a few hours prior, and spoke up again, "Doctor, do you know of a man named Caim? He's a bit taller than I, does not speak, and wields a black blade with matching armor. He is my brother. I am afraid to ask Inuart because the two have had a long standing feud with one another. Not that I am ungrateful for being brought back, but if I knew about anyone else from our world being here, I-..."

She looked away, her intentions being very clear. She was still lost and scared in this new world; and desperate for some semblance of familiarity.

Rising Dawn - Living Quarters
Teri

Teri awoke after some time of slumber, and after a quick status report from Dimitri, found that the Time Bubble about her had finally been dispelled while she slept. With a stretch and a yawn, Teri found that her various bits of equipment had been cleaned as she slept, another task that could be chalked up to her AI's devotion to his mistress. Taking her time getting herself decent, Teri placed the gloves and the goggles lent to her by Melethia with the intention to return them, and wandered to the Canteen. She had intended to only grab something portable, as the girl wanted to get to her post; where she suspected she'd have some time alone to think. A lot had happened in a few days, and the Cleric wanted to be able to piece things together and try to make sense of everything.

Although the encounter with her... Well, Teri decided to revert to Persona terms and decided to call it her 'Shadow'; it made things easier to define. After her encounter with her Shadow, Teri did admit to feeling a bit lighter, but she still felt confused about her encounters with Lucifer, Rugal, and her feelings regarding her subsequent deaths of the Preacher and the Angels. Perhaps when she felt ready to talk to someone (which would probably come after food in her stomach and some time to sort out her feelings), things could make a bit more sense. Grabbing a bowl of Cheerios and a water bottle from the Canteen, Teri made her way to the Med Bay, and to her surprise, saw a familiar Pokemon sitting on one of the beds expectantly. With a small noise of from the back of her throat, Teri's Tablet went off: [color=0E59E4]

"Ms. Jenny! Erm.. Not trying to sound rude, but what are you doing here?"

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[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

AIM

Cortex flipped open his Notebook and made a memo about Furiae's past revival, circling and underlining the "Seed of Resurrection" part.
[color=b4b400]"So it's a Arcane Magic Enchantment then? Rest assured, I might be a priest but I know how to get rid of a Demon."[/color] He said, showing excellent bedside manners for a Mad Doctor.
He then froze for a moment once she asked for Caim and seemed to grow un-comfortable.
[color=b4b400]"...You are his Sister!?"[/color] He exclaimed, clearly taken aback by this.
"You know him!?" Furiae asked, the first bit of possible good news all day.
[color=b4b400]"...Well....I know of him. I met him once, travels around with a Dragon named Angelus and a few others who call themselves the Rising Dawn. They go about saving the world and what not, actually they're doing that right now but that's another story..."[/color]

Cortex then looked over his shoulder and leaned in closer to whisper [color=b4b400]"Be very careful who you tell that fact to. Now I wasn't around for most of it but there is some very bad blood between your brother and the higher ups at this facility. So long as you keep it to yourself, you should be okay, but if you just start throwing his name around..."[/color]
He didn't finish.

Jenny

After finishing her soup and prying herself away from Akane's warm embrace Jenn-
"*AHCOO!* *Sniff* Uhhhh this horrible cold. Wonder if there is anything in the medical bay?..."
And that was basically it, she went to the Med Bay to find some medicine for her cold.
Least before Teri walked in and saw the Pokemon.
Despite what happened to her, she seemed alright aside from a slight shiver every now and again, a side effect of her chilling.
"Mm?....I'm sorry, Have we met? Oh, I was just looking for some cold and flu medic-*ACHOO!*....so I can get rid of this *Sniff* Cold of mine....Do you work here? Just, I don't recalling meeting you, how do you know my name, Miss?..." She asked the author, nothing her strange Cleric Uniform.

 

[bluerocker]

AIM

Furiae deflated a little when she heard Cortex tell of her brother having a bad reputation with the members of this facility; but was still felt a bit of hope in hearing that her brother was indeed alive and in this world. With a small smile, Furiae gave the doctor a quiet thank you as he continued scribbling notes down about her condition. Perhaps she had found a (somewhat) friendly face in this compound after all? At the very least, she knew her brother and his dragon companion were indeed here, and that alone was enough to elevate her spirits in this dark place.

Jenny

Teri silently kicked herself for being so forward about Jenny's name, realizing that the Pokemon didn't know her at all; even if the Author knew plenty about her. Thus, she decided to go for a different approach, and as she wandered to the medicine cabinet and pulled out the appropiate bottle for the Pokemon, [color=0E59E4]

"Apologies if that seemed a little creepy, Miss, but when you find out someone's come back from the dead, it's not easy to forget their face or their name; especially when a raging dragon is calling out for you. As for your question, I am Teri, a Cleric of God and on ship medic to the Rising Dawn. My Master and Senior Officer is Slindis, who you may or may not have met already met. You know, tall woman, grey skin, redhead?"

[/color]

Jenny noticed that as Teri 'spoke', she found that the voice in question did not come from her mouth. No, the girl's lips didn't move at all. Rather, on a strap from her shoulder was attached a Tablet PC, and from that, a voice emitted from a speaker. Strange, but Jenny noticed that her long-time ally Caim had a similar device. Another mute? Either way, the Pokemon couldn't help but feel a calming sensation wash over her as the Cleric fussed about in the Med-Bay, setting down her makeshift breakfast as she got Jenny a glass of water to go with the medicine. Whoever this girl was, her intentions seemed true enough, and the kindness in her words was a genuine thing.

Caim, Melethia

Caim tested out the blades, giving each a routine set of sword strokes to follow through before shrugging,

"These blades seem perfectly fine to me. As I said before, the technique I showed you is about building up raw energy, and then using it in a burst of sorts. I've been doing this for some time, so it's not really easy to teach someone how to do it. It'd be like asking a fish to teach someone how to swim. When the fish has been doing it for so long, it just becomes part of their nature... And, as I mentioned before, it could easily be a property of how the weapons in my world were made, or how magic worked there. I don't sense any enchantments in your blades that are as aggressive as the ones in mine. Your's, although wonderful blades in their own right, are passive constants. They stay that way. The magic in mine needs that same buildup and activation to work the magic in them or to use the shockwaves..."

Caim gave Melethia back her weapons as he switched back to his familial blade,

"Doesn't mean you can't try again. Come on, one more time."

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Slindis

She accepted Rugal's hand and got up, worn out and battered but clearly alive and kicking. [color=c20000]"That's also a good point, but the techniques I learned today will help me a great deal later on. But more importantly, I'll need to sew these clothes back together. I may not have used it recently, but it's one of the small things that I picked up."[/color] Her face showed more than a small amount of embarrassment with some of the more unfortunate areas that the Genocide Cutter had hit.
Devon | Ella | Kalastryn

Devon held Ella tightly and hugged her. "So, there's no way that I can really help you with this? I've already promised fifty years of my afterlife to someone, but if there was a simpler way that I could help you now, I would be for it." He didn't know it, but the way that the man was so genuine despite having been in Hell made it easier for the two to be near each other.

Caim, Melethia

She nodded as she took the blade back. "Well, Mister, mosta the blades you've got feel a bit weird, if ya know what I mean. Like there's some weird story behind each of them..." She began delivering slashes to the dummies, and of special note to Caim was that each spot the girl got was something that would be a confirmed kill slash - through the neck, into the chest cavity, across the gut and between the legs.

 

[Sgt_Jakeman214]

[HEADING=3]Dimension: Avatar Adventures Universe[/HEADING]
Location: Corrupted Forest | Corrupted Temple of Light | South America
Time: Midday | January 2nd

Airship Rising Dawn - Crew Quarters

Jack | Lucifer
Jack stayed silent, letting the Devil work out his issues. He sighed once, deciding it was best not for him to meddle in the Fallen One's affairs outside of work. He debated leaving a note with his pager number for the Cleric, but decided not to. Even if he failed at his chance to love in life, how was he qualified to take another's chance away?

As Lucifer stepped through the portal he heard a whisper on the wind. "I'm sorry...Good luck..."

Jack had already vanished himself. More work was ahead of him, thanks to Tomoya.

Jake
Jake awoke from his nightmares drenched in sweat. Grumbling, he staggered into the shower and let the hot water wash the grime away. 10 minutes later he was dressing himself, in Australian camouflage, as it just felt better than the material the US cams were made out of. He finished up by gearing up, webbing, pistols, rifle and sword. "I should really stop by the armoury and grab a bigger damned gun..." he mumbled.

A quick stop by the canteen and he had a sammich, and he snuck out to wander the ship. 10 minutes of wandering and one finished sammich later he found himself down by the training rooms. Seeing two of them already occupied, he walked a bit further along looking for an empty one, hoping none of the occupants wold notice him through the windows.

His luck was pretty shit though.

Akane
The Kitsune bid Jenny farewell as she went off to find some medecine. She had helped and that was excellent, and Jenny was alive. Smiling genuinely, she returned to her Knights by the couches and the sake. Needless to say, a very jealous Gabrielle near instantly jumped at Akane's tails.

And there was nothing wrong with that, the Kitsune thought.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

AIM

After several more minutes of questioning, Cortex finally came up with a treatment for Furiae's Demonic side.
[color=b4b400]"Okay, Now I'll need more time in order to get a permanent cure for your condition, but I can give you something to keep it in check."[/color] He explained as he flicked back a few pages in his notebook for a drawing he did.
After finding it, he showed the Ex-Goddess a page with strange kind of metal bracer with needles in it.
[color=b4b400]"It is a portable IV drip, filled with the Power Suppression Serum our metal friend there "Applied" to you during your minor episode. It will ensure a constant supply of the serum will be flowing though your system. While it will require re-filling every now and again, it should do the trick until I can find another way."[/color]

Jenny

Jenny thought back to that woman from Dillon's Wedding as she examined the cold medicine.
"Oh yes, I remember her. And you're her student then?" she asked before taking a few tablets with the glass that Teri had provided.
"Still, guess I did give everyone a bit of a fright...I mean, I still don't know how it happened. I just woke up while I was in the Morgue freezer..." she explained, instinctively warming her arms at the thought of it.
It was around this time she noticed the fact she had a Tablet do the talking for her.
"...Might I ask why is it you use a computer to speak?" Just if it's easier for you, we can talk like this... She asked, switching to Mental Speak halfway though her question.

Rugal

Slindis's comment brought back a nagging issue Rugal forgot to bring up.
"Indeed, I was actually meaning to ask about that. Just why the sudden switch from Swordplay to Martial Arts? From Armour to Robes? I know for a fact that you are extremely talented with a sword or two so why pick up a completely different style of combat now? Not that it was a poor decision, you clearly have a bright future as a Fighter, but it was still an interesting change..." He asked as walked over to his jacket to recover his PDA.
"...Also, if you feel the need..." He added, offering her his suit jacket just for leaving the training room.

 

[StormShaun]

Dark Tomoya.
Location: Washington DC | National Mall.
Weather: Stormy.
Time: 6 Am.

As Asia started to burn, the harbinger of doom and death was in DC to eliminate all the world leaders off in one go. The leader of the Archangel fleet was currently on his way to gain control of a group to make things easier for him.

The crowd of cultists surrounded the DC monument, like fleas attracted to dogs and mosquitoes attracted to blood. The cult was formed up of fifty to seventy people, most wore the usual brown cult robes whilst the unique few wore black. The leader was an obvious looking person who wore a metal mask and had a big book. After D.Tomoya infiltrated the crowd he started to think, "Why am I not butchering these people instead?" He thought and left a angry frown on his face.

Then the words of one person entered his mind. "Remember... we shall not cause blood shed until your objective is complete." Said the voice. This instantly made D.Tomoya more confident and made him lust after his goal even more. He wanted to cover DC in blood. Just like the person who told him his goal.

Reaching the stairs leading right to the monument, the dark angel was blocked off by a line of people in black robes. "Halt, no commoner may pass to see the master." One of the guards said but instantly, the guard has blood flowing down his nose and to his mouth. "I suggest you let me through before I send you to the Reaper... and boy... he isn't looking good lately." D.Tomoya threatened the guard and his eyes flashed red once and the man was on the ground coughing up blood, he was actually choking on it.
Soon he would be dead.

All the black robe cultists surrounded the man to check him out. Meanwhile Dark Tomoya walked up the stairs and saw the person in the mask, the leader of the cult. "Before you say shit about me being a prophet... all I want is the help of your group. If you do not comply... I can simply control you and dispose of you afterwards." The Dark Angel said in a cold and dark tone as he pointed one of his claws at the leader.

Riki & Kud.
Location: Rising Dawn | Room 178 | American Airspace.
Time: 5 am.

As the pitter patter of the shower rained all around him, Riki was sitting on a stool washing himself, from both the training he just had and the jungle adventure they had went out on. "So much death and so much fighting for some stone... what will this do Shaun... how will it help us?" Riki asked himself as he finished rinsing off most of the soap.

He doesn't know what the mature writer wanted them to do, or what he plans to do for the future. All Riki wants is to protect his loved one and now this world which Shaun had helped mold with many people. Suddenly Riki could hear the change room door open. "Hm, is that you Kud?" He called out to the noise. "Yes Riki!" she said as she poked her head into the actual bathroom.

"It will take some time to cook... so... so I thought I could come in as well." Kud fidgeted for a bit whilst Riki looked on in confusion. "Aha, you don't need to ask me. You worked hard as well with training." Riki said which led to a beaming smile from his girlfriend. "Ehehe, okay I'm coming in!" Kud said.

After the two came out of the bathroom all they could see was burnt eggs and rice. "Well... least the rice is good." He said and lightly laughed. Looking over to Kud she had a pout on her face and looked annoyed for some reason. "Ooooh... this is you fault Riki... since you did that." Kud said which led the two to blush. Riki could only lead the conversation away from that topic to save his hide. "I'll make some more scrambled eggs... but I wonder when we will be allowed to get some time off. We need to buy some stuff for this place. Like clothes and more food supplies." Riki said as he got behind the counter to make extra eggs.

Storm Shaun.
Location: Blackhawke | VIP Cells.
Time: ?.

The writer was still in the Blackhawke and inside the cold, steel prison cell which he had been tortured by Dark Tomoya some time ago. Right now the man known as Shaun was lying on the bed and just looking at the ceiling, wondering what will happen. Will he die? Will the world be overcome with death? And most importantly... what will become of the people he cares about?

Half of Shaun's head was covered in little blood from going mad and smashing his head against the mirror. This caused him to get rid of his mask so he could pluck the mirror shards and try to medicate the wound. The bleeding had stopped and he had washed most of the blood off. Looking to the side, Shaun could some how still see his reflecting in the shattered mirror pieces.

Spoiler

The professional writer tried to smile to himself but couldn't manage to work the face muscles. His mood was low and his morale was low. "Who can beat those guys?" He sighed as he fell asleep in the cold, dark space of his cell.

"You are still weak... I'll help you with that."
He clearly remembered that young voice.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David

After failing to contact Richardson in UNIT, David went up to the bridge to try and hail whatever outfit of the Military was on the scene, hoping to warn them of the incoming attack.

"Attention all security detail in the District of Columbia, This is David West, Formerly of EATTF and currently of the Rising Dawn. We have received a credible lead on the next target of the Enemy: You. I urge you all to cancel the meeting, I repeat, Cancel the meeting. A battle breaks out here and we have a massive international incident on top of a massive dent in the global chain of command. Do not take this as an insult, as a challenge or anything else. All you have to worry about is getting those VIPs out of here quickly as far away as humanly possible before the bullets start flying. We are willing and standing by for orders, consider the entire group at your disposal, We'll be entering your Airspace soon. I await a response, West out."

Thus he closed the feed and started praying to whatever gods there were that it wasn't you he thought it was.
Please don't be Pint, Please don't be Pint, Please don't be Pint...

 

[StormShaun]

Gen. Charles Foster Pint.
Washington DC | White House.
Time: 6 am.
Weather: Dark clouds... AGAIN!

The White House was on full alert. Not only the President was preparing for the meeting but the military have been organizing their defenses and trying to get help from allied countries like Australia... who were totally refusing because they were trying to ignore everything. Either then that Gen. Pint was in-charge for the DC defense and meeting.

In the War room Gen. Pint heard the message from the RD and David West. "Who the hell is trying to get in contact from us!?" He roared inside the war room until his assistant Captain Jenkins calmed him down by brining him his coffee. "Maybe we should listen and try to work it out" The hidden Angel said with a nice and warm grin, "That is correct... we should try and push them away before they scare the civilians! He said as he took a swig of his coffee and picked up a radio/phone and got in contact with the Rising Dawn.

As the General placed his hand on the phone, Jenkins clicked his fingers to influence the General again. Meanwhile in the Rising Dawn, David West could hear an aged, angry voice come through that had smoked enough to become a living chimney, "This is General Charles Foster Pint of the US military. We have no given you permission to enter the airspace. Keep out unless you want to become meatbags!" He shouted through the other end.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David
"Oh you short ass bald bastard of a man!" David cursed as Gen. Pint gave his ultimatum.
After taking a second to calm himself down, he responded.

"West here, We will comply on the condition that you cancel the meeting, repeat, cancel the meeting. Get them all out of there before Tomoya attacks. You must have a back up bunker or something that you can bring them to and have the meeting take place there. As the situation is right now, you are painting a HUGE Target on the city. The Rising Dawn WILL stand down so long as you get the VIPs out of the city. Hell, I'll turn myself into US Custody in exchange, might even be able to talk a few others into joining me!"

It was clear that David was desperate and would say anything to get the World Leaders out of the city.

 

[StormShaun]

Gen. Charles Foster Pint.
Washington DC | White House.
Time: 6 am.
Weather: Dark clouds... AGAIN!

As the Pint and West conversation goes on, Capt. Jenkins or his actual name... Angello is the top spy for Tomoya and the Blackhawke. He had infiltrated the White House as soon as New York got wiped off the map, due to the angel resources he was easily able to enter a new identity for himself and soon he became a new transfer soldier to assist the General himself. His true goal was to manipulate the President to blow up every other country on the Earth but now he has orders to make sure the Rising Dawn crew will not enter DC... well by ship anyway.

By a twist on his fingers the angel managed to switch the rage side of the general on. "Who the FUCK are you calling short and bald you murderer! You and all that ship are nothing but anti-heroes and killers who just want all the power to themselves!!!" The General said over the phone, meanwhile the hidden Angel Jenkins smirked at the conversation and intervened with a fake look. "Please general... do not fight. I know they killed you-" Jenkins was about to say but another fit of rage came from the General.

"That's right... I remember! My family was killed by these people... " The General huffed and puffed, the Angel was actually giving him fake memories which made it look like that the Rising Dawn crew were just murders and kill his family during a drinking party.

"Fuck all of you... you can all DIE in a hole. I'll have every single thing on you people so you can't get me!" He yelled a last time into the phone and hung up with a smash. General Pint then left the room in a fit of rage which left The hidden Angel Angello smiling.

 

[The_R3d_Fury]

"Kmes mo' fo'ght kol phn'gwo!" The leader cried, eyes wide, falling to his knees before his prophet. "Bring out the sacrifice!"

A tied woman was brought out into full view of everyone. Some of the police noticed this, and raced over to stop whatever it was that was going on. The head cultist brought out his knife and approached the woman.

"Tie her down!"

Meanwhile, SOU VIPERS were flying overhead. Inside one, Reaper relaxed a bit. Nothing had happened so far, and he hoped that things would stay that way. He never did like his job, but at least he was on "paid leave". This didn't mean he actually had a holiday, just that he could stop hunting for a while. An SOU containment team had gone silent after a skirmish aboard an airship, the Rising Dawn, and Intel suggested that at least one operative had been able to pop a pill. They were effective erasers, but since the army had heard that the RD was coming this way, Mike Jeffries had flipped out, demanding Reaper pull his squad to do cleanup.

Reaper, Grimm, D, Bone, Time and Slashdot. These were the men and women who made up the famous Cleanup squad of the SOU (For when containment failed.)

Markus and the other DeLange hunters moved through the streets, coming across the cultists and seeing the scenne unfolding before them. The leader had his knife poised over the woman, about to begin the ritual. Markus had read about the rituals. They were ... unpleasant. Designed to make the sacrifice suffer as much as possible before finally killing them. From memory, it included cutting open and ... sort of ... getting inside ... forget it. It was too gruesome.

"Ok, guys. Lets show these freaks just how we roll."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

David

David sighed as he hung up on a Ranting and Raving General Pint.
"Smooth David...Real Smooth..." He snarked, thinking he set off the midget general.
Shrugging it off, he picked up the Intercom and spoke to the entire crew.

"Attention all crew members, West here, due to a....uh..."Breakdown" in communications, The Rising Dawn not allowed within DC Airspace. As a result, we'll have to land outside the city and work our way in on foot. Prepare for landing, West out.

[sub]fucking midget asshole...[/sub]"

Once he was done on the Intercom, he made his way towards the hanger, he was honestly missing working with Richardson.

 

[bluerocker]

AIM

Furiae gave the doctor another thankful nod as he helped her apply the device, "Anything that keeps... 'Her' under control is better than nothing. Thank you very much Doctor. And, please know that when I-.. What I did was not of my volition. I don't remember that event very well, save for snippets of..."

She shuddered thinking about it, the images of the dying burned in her mind; "Well, it's not entirely pleasant. I don't want to do that ever again..."

Jenny

Teri noticeably flinched when she felt Jenny in her mind; and the Pokemon found herself being shoved back into her own mind VERY quickly. Not that it didn't have an effect on the Cleric either. Jenny could see that she was breathing a bit harder from the effort, and settled her shaking form into a chair, her Tablet speaking for her again, [color=0E59E4]

"I'm sorry, Ms. Jenny, but I'm afraid I would not be comfortable with that at all. Too many people have tried, and succeeded to get in my brain in the past couple of days. So, forgive me if I'm a little testy in that regard."

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Jenny could see the Cleric reach for something near her neck, and the girl took a few moments to breathe and calm herself down, her fingers running over the item in question. Whatever it was, it had the appropriate effect, and Teri had resumed a normal breathing pattern again.

This was about the time that David's announcement came on the intercom overhead, and Teri stood up with a light clatter from her staff, [color=0E59E4]

"That was quick... Sorry, Miss, but I'm afraid this will have to continue later. Duty calls."

[/color]

Thus, the Cleric began to fuss around the Med-bay; gathering supplies for her Medical kit and checking over what equipment she had. Filled Medical kit? Check. Spell Book? Check. Water bottles? 3 of em ready to grab and deploy. Dimitri? Hmn.. that was the question. She supposed she could grab her AI right before leaving, as he permeated the Rising Dawn's mainframe. After readying herself, Teri gave one final nod to the Pokemon, and proceeded to the Bridge to await further instruction.

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal

She gratefully takes the jacket. [color=c20000]"Recently, events occurred that forced me to find a different way to fight. I know for certain that the ship doesn't have anything that would work for me, so I needed to find a way to adapt. And before you mention anything along the lines of what David uses, those weapons are nothing more than highly-advanced crossbows. It would become far too easily to become reliant on their strength and be in a bad situation when they're shattered."[/color] Slindis had intentionally avoided bringing up the Teri business due to it being incredibly hard to believe, and her student didn't need anyone else going on about what had happened.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

AIM

[color=b4b400]"Hey, don't do acting as if you were the first mad experiment to go off and kill all my staff. The last one was a week ago. Who would have thought that Sideburns in a Can could have gone so wrong..."[/color] Cortex answered as he took a quick measurement of her arm.
[color=b4b400]"Shouldn't be too long, I can use some old armor plating to get the job done. I'll try to get it done as soon as I can. For now, just sit back and relax And that remote on your locker? Press the cyan colored one: That's the Morphine drip..."[/color]
Thus as quickly as he arrived, Cortex left the medical wing.

As he walked away, Bruiser, who was leaning on the outside wall the entire time chuckled to himself.
"So Inuart is banging his sister?...Hehehehe ~I should be so lucky, lucky lucky lucky, I should be so lucky lord!~" He sang as he walked off to plot.

Jenny

Jenny was surprised to hear this and was greatly saddened by the news.
"Oh dear...I am greatly sorry, I didn't know..." She said as word of the Rising Dawn's mobilization reached the pair.
As Teri got her gear together and left the left the med bay, she found herself followed by Jenny.
"...What? You think I'm going to sit this out, I've done nothing in the past week!" she joked as the pair of them got ready to land.

Rugal

Rugal turned his back to Slin as she switched tops when David spoke on the intercom.
"Of course David would have to throw a spanner in the works...I guess we are close to DC now. Guess we'll continue with your training once we come back then."
Once she was finished, he added "I'm going to look for Tajuh. See if he managed to get any more info aside from what Jake discovered."
Thus, he left the training room and began searching for his Second in Command

David

All the while, David was up on the bridge watching the Auto-pilot bring the ship to land, trying to figure out just what exactly he did to piss off the US Military so much.
"....I hung up the phone before I called him that...right?..."

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Tajuh

Slindis made her way to her room wearing the jacket to likely repair her clothing as Rugal heard a good amount of activity in Tajuh's room. He opened said room to see a feed on the bridge and his second in command writing out multiple plans for the next step.

"Rugal, we're going to have a difficult time on this next step."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal, Tajuh

"Right, tell it to me straight, what is our status?" Rugal asked as he examined one of plans that Tajuh, this one being a full on assault.
"That won't work, Tomoya's army would overrun us. That was merely a part of his army back at the Temple." He cut in, dashing Rugal's hopes of leading a mad glory fueled charge to end this war.
"Okay...West said that we aren't allowed in the airspace so I'm guessing the US won't take too kindly to us walking in either, what with my...."Reputation"..." He confessed, though he assumed Tajuh knew about him by now.
Rugal Bernstein, Global Arms Dealer.

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal, Tajuh

Tajuh looked at the varied plans there, with multiple pros and cons on them. "It's not just your status, Rugal. We've got other issues, one of which being possible subversion of their military. The best option we'll have is a ground infiltration with a simultaneous act of having the AI of the ship pulling off the attention of their forces to aid with the infiltration. Far from ideal, but we both know the situation."

He passed the relevant plan over to Rugal and a diagram of the likely defenses. "If you were defending against this plan, how would you do so with the resources available? Assume slight aid from the angels."

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rugal, Tajuh

"No, The Angels will attack us on sight. It'd just so happen that the US Military would be in their way this time. Tomoya isn't an idiot, though it certainly tries hard enough...
It it was up to me, I'd enter though the North Checkpoint, quickly ambush the guards there to obtain disguises. From there, we need to get a crew member into the meeting to protect the Leaders, this war is bad enough without everyone at each others throats because their countries leader was dumb enough to show up to this death trap.

Aside from that, just get the leaders out and be on guard for an incoming attack. All I can really say."