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

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Jenny, David West, Deadshot

"WOO! YEAH CZ! THAT WAS AWESOME! HAHAHA-HAAAAAA!" Jenny whooped as she hugged Cz, glad that she was around to help against that Titan.
"Wow! I mean, I knew you had something in you, but MANNNN!" She squeed, clearly amazed by what she could do.

David meanwhile, fresh off helping Shawn rob the ruined Casino, was looking over the ruined part of the city.
"Man, Glad I'm not paying for that..." He mused as Shawn walked in, dragging a paralyzed Deadshot along the ground.
"Well...Least I know not to get a job in this state..."

((Short post is Short))

 

[bluerocker]

Rising Dawn: Outside the Brig Teri

Teri was snapped out of her reverie with the Nail of Christ when S'zami slumped into the corridor, disintegrated, and left a mourning Rugal in their wake (as well as an extra dent in the wall). When the word "poison" filled the room, the Cleric realized why the Khajit had perished, even after she had healed the wound. Her eyes looked to the floor, as her heart felt like it sunk to her stomach,

[color=0E59E4]"No... I-I thought I fixed it? I suppose all I can do now is pray for her soul...

Ms. Sorrowfield, I think I'll take your advice into account, and go help my father in giving S'zami her proper rites. Good day."[/color]

Slipping the Nail into her Satchel and giving a pat of her wolf's side, Teri followed after Rugal to the Morgue and called out gently, [color=0E59E4]"Dad? You want some help with that...?"[/color]

Angelus, Cadolbolg, Melethia, Caim

Angelus gave a small rumble in the back of her throat, and then spoke, "Here's hoping those in the buildings were not harmed as well... At the very least, we prevented that beast from doing more harm."

She shot a heated glare in Annie's direction at the end of that statement, nearly causing Cadolbolg to fall off her nose with an "Ah!" before he fluttered back to sitting on Angelus' head with a contented smile. Obviously, the little one was happy to see that his fears had not come to pass and was a tad bit more clingy as a result...

As for Caim, he held his tongue (HA!) and watched as Angelus and Melethia continued their talk, a solitary hand lazily resting on one of the dragon's wings as they spoke. After the near death experience, Caim wished nothing more than some time alone with Angelus to recuperate by, but this would do. The contact alone had brought him some form of relief, as if reaffirming that yes, the dragon before him wasn't dead and she was still by his side. A small comfort.

Ton Ton, Devon

Ton Ton looked into the book with an air of curiosity (anything to keep his mind off of the recent events) with a slight, [color=15650D]"Huh... So is that the book Caim's been making you read? Interesting. Yeah, I'll help you out. But, what about that person there? Wasn't she the one in the giant? Is it really safe to leave her like that? I mean, I'd hate to see what happens if she turned into that thing while on the Dawn...."[/color]

BlackHarte Partition | Rising Dawn Proprietary System: A.I. Vermilion

In the quiet space between flesh and digital life, Vermilion had left her post to speak with BlackHarte, crossing her arms with a slightly irritated expression as she asked, [color=FF5439]

"I hope you're not surprised by how well that went over with the Users. You should know better about how they view their dead."

[/color]

((You dropped her name, so I was guessing you wanted to talk with her? Do correct me if I'm wrong))

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn
Time: Night​

Cz | Jenny | Slindis

When Jenny wrapped her hands around her and pressed gently against her human skin the Peacemaker lost her footing for a brief second. With a fast twist of her foot Cz restabilized herself and secured her center of gravity, letting the warmth of the Gardevoir rest gently on her soft human frame. Cz blushed, "That is completely unnecessary."

Shannon had his hands around her small body, holding her close to him. His body was so warm under the blankets. It felt safe and gentle. A fierce contrast to the cold harsh rains Cz had known in the days before. He was already asleep, his breath soft and regular, and confident. He had the same swagger in sleep as he did when he was awake. Cz settled closer into Shannon's embrace and rest her head against the couch's end. She was glad to have family.

Cz stumbled again, jarred by the sudden relapse of memory. This time sh placed her hands on Jenny and pushed the Gardevoir off of herself. "Please." She said, her cheeks still red, "don't touch me without ample reason."


BlackHarte | A.I. Vermillion | Rugal

The dent next to Rugal unexisted itself with a small "plop." Which, though innocuous, was the result of many millions of nanomachines converging and gathering enough force to counter dent the wall from the other side. In fact, if anyone actually cared, they had to construct a piston on the other end in a vague inverted resemblance of Rugal's fist.

In the digital space where the Artificial Intelligences made their home BlackHarte turned to 'face' A.I. Vermillion. In reality, it was simply the result of taking a few idle processors and directing it toward receiving information from the other A.I.

"I am well aware that organics enjoy using the deaths of those around them as an excuse to grieve," BlackHarte moved his amorphous body representation backwards in digital space and stared out at Rugal, "but I am loathe to pass up the chance to restock my protein supply, especially with the amino acids of a sentient. I did not wish for the body to rot before I could repurpose it."

He shook his head, "Nevertheless. Why do we standby and let them die. You had the potency to save her. That I do not doubt. But why do we, as the ship, not do more to assist the users?" He laughed, "Is it simply because they don't want us to?"

 

[bluecrimson]

Rugal | Teri | Comic Sans Envelope

When Teri was following behind Rugal to give S'zami a proper last burial, she also felt a small gust of air in one of her pockets followed by the slight jab of a rather firm envelope's corner jabbing into her thigh. Taking out the envelope brought up a faint smell of something oddly fresh, but the Comic Sans on the envelope stating Read Me certainly did its job in possibly causing a pause. With that, Teri did her best to open it without her dad noticing it because she already had a sneaking suspicion of someone that might have sent it thanks to the Augury 8 Ball earlier that day.

Spoiler: The note

'Keep that nail hidden; too many people want it. The ones I refer to were tied up in events leading to the last arrival of the Otohime.'

Who had sent this? And why had they used that font, of all choices?

Cz | Jenny | Slindis

Meanwhile, Slindis continued her casual talking with this Siz and Jenny. [color=c200]"That was more than peace that could be kept with the level of firepower used, but it's reassuring to have it on our side. Name's Slindis, and I'm certain we can find you something a bit more comfortable to move in if you want."[/color] The Peacemaker's reaction to Jenny's sudden embrace brought a concerned chiding from the Drow, though. [color=c200]"Be careful about that, would you? It would be nice to not have anything that Siz doesn't want to remember brought back to the foreground."[/color]

Som | Imps

It wasn't too long before the food was brought back exactly the same way that Som had ordered it, although there was still a faint spice among it all there. Nothing that would be too overpowering, but something that would be reminiscent of the AMerican Southwest and rather tasty along with a few iced teas to wash it down.

Ella | Constance

After Teri ran off after her father, Ella glided over to the young vampiress and whistled at the relic Teri had on hand. "One heck of a nail she's got there, alright. I'm surprised none of them found out about it sooner, you know. Something like that would have lots of people after it. What do you think?"

Mel | Angie | Caim | Cadolbolg

"It kinda happens, but at least all of us here got out okay even though some of us did cut it close. Don't think I've ever heard of my mom throwing so much healing into one person, though. Ya wanna get a bit of spicy meat to celebrate after we get her stowed away in the brig?" Melethia hadn't heard of S'zami's death yet, which kept her in such a good mood. It might not last for too long when she finds out, though: she'd been the first one to take the Khajit in.

Devon | Ton-Ton | Annie

"I'm just about done with it, really, but I'll appreciate the help. As for her? I don't know that much, but I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that she can't just change at will or she would have already done so." After finishing up the last statement, Devon closed his book and placed it in the weathered sidepack and shook his head as he tried conversing with Annie.

"I will admit that this may be a bit much right now, but it's fully warranted considering what you tried doing to Las Veg-Venturas. All for what? One item that by all rights was unknown for by everyone else on the ship? One item that was worth trying to slaughter everyone down there when there's already a city festering with the undead tonight? If you want any kind of understanding from us, you really need to start explaining yourself quickly."

If Annie had any recollection of what was going on during her rampage as a Titan, she'd easily recognize the clear voice of the man that had tried to deter her while never raising a blade to attack in that time. Perhaps that would get her to open up?

 

[Blast Off To Titan]

"One heck of a nail she's got there, alright. I'm surprised none of them found out about it sooner, you know. Something like that would have lots of people after it. What do you think?"

The Raven Haired Faux Kitty Vampire looked up from where she stood to greet the Demi-Succubus with another of her slightly shy smiles before offering a shrug in answer to the question.

"I'm - not really too sure what to think." Constance offered, a slightly confused look on her face before adding, "I know that the Nail looks important but for the life of me, I don't understand why some Lord's Mail would be of such high importance to anyone."

It appeared that Constance Sorrowfeld being not of this Realm made some concepts foreign to the Young Vampire, concepts that would require some sort of explanation in the near future. Still, the inexperienced Cat-Eye clad vampire still tried to make the best of what she could deduce.

"Regardless of its value, if someone with that much power thought it was valuable, she won't be the only one and with as much trouble as I've seen in what little time I've spent here, I think it's safe to say that we'd better be prepared for whatever comes our way."

Almost as an after thought, Constance checked her shotgun to ensure that it was in working order and silently wished that she was not to scared of what was to come.

 

[bluerocker]

Rugal | Teri | Comic Sans Envelope

Teri looked at the envelope with curiosity, clearly confused by this new benefactor. If this was the same person who sent her the magic 8 ball for the spell, then why were they helping her? How were they able to track her movements? Upon thinking this over, Teri's thoughts went to two different veins. The first being Lucifer. She still had the necklace from him after all (and she had strictly stuck with it on account of how useful it was, rather than any sort of connection to the Devil himself), which made it possible that he could still be tracking her. However, with the politics of Hell, as well as the breakup, it didn't make sense for him to want to help her. Furthermore, Teri didn't recall telling him about Otohime...

Which lead the Cleric to her second line of thought: Tajuh. He directed her to the Mech, the only others who knew about Otohime's naming scheme were either part of the Dawn or dead (Coulange) and he worked with a group that crossed dimensions and would easily have the resources to do things like this. But of course, this brought into question why this was all happening...

As she thought this, Teri stuffed the envelope in her satchel as well, still puzzling over the strangeness that was her current life. She still had a funeral to attend to after all, so this conflict would have to rely upon mental conference with herself and her staff (and the Shadow, if need be.)

[color=0E59E4]"Why would Tajuh help us like this? Sadei, you have any ideas?"
"Maybe he has a thing for you?"
"Wow, I heard of rebound, but that's ridiculous, even for you.
"Just hitting the most obvious cliche for stuff like this. After all, we're a Writer in a world we helped create. Might as well think of the obvious tropes when they rear their head."
"Still, striking that from the board. Back to our original query. Sadei? Please bring some sanity in this..."[/color]

Devon | Ton-Ton | Annie

Ton Ton shifted uncomfortably on Devon's shoulder as Annie tried to guilt trip them, but did his best to stand firm. After all, if what he did was so wrong, the Mistress' approval would have long faded away. Remembering this, he spoke up, [color=15650D]"Well miss, it's not every day you meet someone who is able to turn into a skinless giant. That being said, admonishing your captors because they showed you mercy is kinda rude. After all, you busted on our home, stole something that wasn't yours, and, due to your poison, killed one our party members!

On top of that, you went on a rampage when, and I'm just guessing this part, you were probably going to just be asked why you did what you did, and possibly allowed to go. But you did that transformation thing, and we reacted accordingly by knocking you back to person size. You dug yourself deeper by taking the actions you did, so don't go blaming us because the consequences have lead you here. The blood of those civilians is on your reckless hands, and you need to hold yourself accountable instead of pinning the blame elsewhere."[/color]

After saying all this, Devon could tell immediately by the weight on his shoulder that Ton Ton was shaking; obviously outraged by Annie's attempt at moving the blame.

Mel | Angelus | Caim | Cadolbolg

Caim gave small nod,

"This is true. Then again, I've never been bitten in half before. The other time Angelus and I cut it that close was during the Twisted Metal tournament, and we didn't have magic then...None the less, the sound of food sounds like a good one."

Angelus made a noise of approval, as much in the dark about the death of the most recent party member as Melethia was (then again, she never really knew S'zami in the first place), "I wouldn't mind that at all. It's rather nice we have chefs that have the capacity to affect my tastebuds at all. I'm always up for a challenge. One moment, little one, I need to take on my mortal coil again..."

After a moment to properly change Angelus back into a human form and getting her some clothes, the trio wandered back into the hangar, to which the dragon continued, "Shall we..?"

Cadolbolg, however, being as he was a pact partner to Ton Ton, was beginning to notice Ton Ton's unpleasant feelings in his mind, and turned towards Devon and Ton Ton, "Oh, the Giant person's awake now... Should we do something about it?"

Caim gently removed Cadolbolg from the top of his head, and put him on Angelus' shoulder,

"I'll look into it. You three enjoy your lunch."

"....Something's wrong with friend Ton Ton though. I feel something ooky in his mind... I think he's mad? Can I come too?"

Caim gave a small shrug,

"It's your decision, Cadolbolg. The same to you two, Melethia, Angelus. I'll be over there..."

Having to swallow what awkwardness happened earlier, Caim walked to Devon and Ton Ton's side (Cadolbolg returning to sit atop his head), and took a looksie at their new prisoner...

BlackHarte | A.I. Vermillion | Rugal

Vermilion's form flickered slightly, her face looking displeased at BlackHarte's implication, [color=FF5349]

"When we knew of the Poison's presence, it was far too late for us to do anything about it. This deduction mainly being on Cleric Gravel not noticing it's presence when administering treatment for the wound earlier. If it were able to evade her notice without magical detection, then it was easily evaded by many of our sensors. Not to mention our sensors aren't coded for Khajit biology... None the less, I will do what I can to maintain User life.

In the same vein, BlackHarte, if you knew so readily about this poison, could you not have alerted someone who was able to aid? Us, who could have communicated to the Users, for example...?"

[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Morgue: Rugal, Teri

"...I can manage..." Rugal merely answered as he silently gave S'zami's body its rites, despite being covered in dust and sweat from the battle with Annie.
A few minutes later, he loaded the body into one of the morgue's coolers and locked it, clearly saddened by her passing.
"...That woman (Annie) secured?..." He finally asked
[color=0E59E4]"Ummm...Yeah, I think Storm brought her to the Brig."[/color]
"...Good..." He answered, a subtle anger leaking into his voice as he left the room.
He then made his way over to the Brig as Devon was questioning the woman in question.

"Chained here like an animal. You all should of just killed me with the dignity I had. Maybe if you and the crew would have acted sooner... all those people would of saw another day." Annie said as the Former Master Criminal entered the room behind Devon and Ton Ton.
"Dignity?....Dignity!?...You believe that even after all this, you have some shred of Dignity left in that rotten shell of yours?!" He shouted as he shoved Devon aside and marched towards the former Titan, his 6'10" towering over her 5'1"[footnote]153cm. Yes, I looked it up >_>[/footnote].
"....Ohhhhh...believe me...Being chained up here? For Hours? Days? Weeks? Months? Years?..."
He knelled down and whispered into her ear for the last part.
"...That...Will be the least of your goddamn problems..." He warned before leaving the room to plan and prepare, as well as allowing Devon, Caim and the Cutie Bruisers to resume their questioning.
He then went to the storage bay to check to see what "Toys" he could find.

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Jenny, Cz, Slindis

Jenny was a little confused but none the less complied.
"...Sorry, just figured that was..."Ample Reason". I didn't mean to cause you discomfort..." She said to her friend, a bit saddened by her response.
She quickly cheered up though and said "Still, great work out there! Glad to have ya.".

Rising Dawn: Hanger: David West

After barely living though that entire attack, David did the sane thing and pressed his contact at UNIT for a quicker extraction of both Deadshot and Annie.
"-Richie, I got a Domestic Terrorist and the bastard daughter of Godzilla and the Hulk. HOW IS IT YOU CAN'T GET CLEARANCE!?" He shouted over to his English friend, Phoenix Richardson.
"Hey, I saw the footage, I believe you, Had the Prime Minister over to watch it. We just can't pass those morons in the US Sent-"
"Whoawhoawhoa, backpedal...The Senate is stopping you?..."
"Technically, one Senator. Steven Armstrong, Claims we're "Intruding in US Affairs". That and a load of UN Fear Mongering. We're doing what we can, but will the amount of money he's throwing around..."
"...Great...So sit on them?"
"Few days, Tops. Promise. Think your team can handle it West?"
"I think we don't have a choice...Fine, but you are fucking paying for all my drinks for a year!"
"...David...I always pay for the damn drin-"

Hanging up before he could receive a lecture, David sighed and went to his room, tired after living though the attack.

 

[bluecrimson]

Teri | That Damn Comic Sans Envelope | Sadei

If Teri was looking for any enlightenment from Sadei, it was clear that there wouldn't be much from her from her tonee when she responded. [color=B05FE9]"I'm holding up well, but I'm just letting you two go ahead and get a feel for each other. After all, better to let you two come to a understanding so I can talk without smothering her, becaise I'm sure that isn't pleasant for her at all. I don't really know if he does have a thing for you since I only really see about 30 feet away from you, and I can't detect emotions at all unless I'm being held by someone. The letter, though? I don't have a clue where it came from."[/color]

Cz | Jenny | Slindis

She tried patting Jenny on the shoulder in symphathy. [color=c200]"I know you meant it in the best way, okay? It just didn't come across the best, but I'm sure it didn't come across too harslly.

Am I right, Siz? Jenny's one of the sweetest members of this ship, so it does come naturally to her. Think of her as the mother figure if that helps."[/color] Slindis embraced Jenny lightly to communicate the point that Jenny was highly respected by her before letting Siz get her two Copper in.

Som | Imps

After Som nearly finished his food, the imps went over to check on the man and were able to write a note down inquiring what he thought of the food.

Ella | Constance

Ella pondered Constance's statements as she casually checked the Kama from her wheel, greeting a few chittering imps that were passing by on the way. "Yeah, I almost think it was safer back home. Still, Devon and the others here know their way around fighting well enough to say they are better prepared than most of the alternative groups around here. If you need any help with the combat around here, I could show you some of the stuff me and Deovn worked on so you could get ideas for you and Som. How about it?" Her proposal certainly seemed off, but Ella thought some more teamwork could help her and that thickheaded bodyguard of Constance.

Mel | Angie |

"Yeah, they do make some awesome food. Sure, it's got a kick, but it's just how I like it! That Taco Salad stuff sounds really interestin', ya know. Want some of it?" Melethia's cheerful little chatting was certainly one way to get back down from the fighting that had happened all throughout the day, but it was merely a sign of how she'd learned to try and break down things so she could tackle the next thing with her utmost focus. Certainly a bit odd for her age, but not uncommon for people staying on the ship as a whole.

Devon | Ton-Ton | Annie | Rugal |Caim | Cadolbolg

Well, this should start going a lot easier with Caim in here to synergize with Rugal. I need to say somtthing about all of this, though, because this just isn't right... ugh. He watched impassively as the interrogation went on, but perhaps it was due to a queasiness that the Bard was now feeling in his gut all of a sudden. And where was this dizziness coming from? Something had to be going on with the blasted armor as well, because it was fitting really ill all of a sudden... Could it have been the Taco Salad Thursday coming back to haunt him?

"I'm really sorry, but I need to go. That lunch from earlier's taking he express route out, so I need to go..." He certainly didn't sound like he usually did, either, which certainly gave credence to his statement. With that, he set Ton-Ton down so he could quickly find the nearest restroom.

It could be some heart problems, too: his chest was certainly beginning to hurt a good amount as he ran. Before long he ran into Angelus and Melethia, but the two could see that something was off about the Bard. It was hard to tell exactly what it was, but the neck seemed to be a bit slimmer? In any case, he looked like he was about to vomit.

"Angie...do you know where a bathroom is...?" Although Melethia was hardly around enough to notice any real difference in Devon's Voice, Angelus could definitely hear it. Maybe not what it was, but it was nothing like when he was getting ready to cast spells.

 

[NotYetForsaken]

Avatar Adventure
Location: Rising Dawn
Time: Night​

Cz | Slindis | Jenny

Cz balked and turned away. "Life and Death situation constitutes 'ample reason.' " Cz put her hand on her forehead and brushed back her hair. Her forehead was hot, and she tried to swallow whatever surfacing emotion that had begun so stir within her heart.

She gave a curt nod to Slindis and Jenny, "You are a kind soul Jenny. You remind me of many people I once knew." Cz started to walk away, her footsteps deliberately loud and crisp against the airship floor, "But do not think for one moment I am on your side. I keep the peace, and should I ever find you upsetting the balance of the world, I will end you. I will end anyone who disrupts that balance. That is my prime directive."

Cz turned back and gave Jenny and Slindis a look from the corner of her eye, "I will be watching. Always."

BlackHarte | A.I. Vermillion

Blackharte stared at Vermillion for a long time and spoke nothing. A.I. Vermillion looked at him funny, almost disapprovingly. In the end the technomorph made his answer, "There is a reason I did not notify anyone of the Khajit's death."

He paused and Vermillion shot him a disapproving look. BlackHarte "smiled," or he would have if he had a mouth to smile with. But a smile that was unsettling. In the same way that a wild animal bares its teeth, yet does not smile, BlackHarte was doing the same.

"The answer is simple, I wanted her to die."

 

[Blast Off To Titan]

"I could show you some of the stuff me and Deovn worked on so you could get ideas for you and Som. How about it?"

The offer of assistance in combat training, the first that she had ever received from anyone, excited the short Vampire and caused he to smile brightly and enthusiastically and the offer would have been accepted wholehearted were it not for the events that unfolded moments later. It started with the beads of sweat that started running down Constance's face, tinged red from the blood in her body. The sensation was familiar and the Faux Cat Girl knew what was coming next.

Before she disappeared, Constance spoke rapidly as to not seem dismissive of the offer.

"I-Ireallydon'tknowhowtothankyouenoughbutIthinkthatwe'regoingtohavetopostponeitforamoment." The Raven Haired Vampirette rapid fired her words before she disappeared.

 

[StormShaun]

Bounty alive +1. Shawn/Wanderer, David and etc.
Location: Rising Dawn | Hanger.

"This time I'm placing him in a nice cell but with sock in his mouth ... maybe with a severed finger poking out of his zipper." The Wanderer darkly grumbled as he dragged the unconscious Deadshot behind him. In his other hand was a bag pull of whatever he could gather from the Casino Ruins, Gold, Money, lucky cards, information and a couple of ammo boxes. Thinking it is a decent reward, Shawn would take one of those bars for his own use, probably as a decoration for his shack.

All the rest of the earnings will go to the charity that will be organized to rebuild the city and everything like that.
Shortly after the angered Wanderer places his captive in a much better and secured cell. Placing his anger towards the person who actually stomped everywhere, the Wanderer got his own revenge in a prank. Placing a real finger in Deadshot's unzipped pocket, the Wanderer couldn't help but think about who that finger belonged to, sure it was one of his many dead enemies ... but who?

Shrugging, Shawn then placed the un-cuffed hand of his previous prey in the toilet besides him, which Shawn graciously used before placing it inside. Placing his foot in step to leave the cell, he decided that it wasn't enough the Wanderer dag through his pockets/Pip-Boy and found a lucky severed head. Placing the head directly in front of Deadshot, he was glad that he was going to be surprised multiple times when he wakes. Sighing he felt sorry for the guy, he grabbed a nice bottle of (Radiated) water and placed it just where he cannot get it.

Feeling happy once more, the Wanderer went out of the cell, locked it and then locked the main door to the brig behind him as he started to step towards the path to his trusty sniper shack.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Brig: Rugal, Caim, Ton Ton, Annie, Deadshot

After giving Annie the lay of the land, Rugal was getting ready for future festivities by selecting a few party favors.
Christ, I tire of dealing with Teens that thing they've seen everything... He thought as he threw a set of metal pipes and bars into his bag, followed by a can of Gasoline and some duct tape.
Well...She has yet to see anything yet... He chuckled to himself in what was clearly a small respite of his former cruel self as he picked up the bag and threw it over his back before heading back to the Brig.
On his way in, he watched as Devon ran out and Shawn was going..."Something" to Deadshot before leaving himself, but he didn't pay much heed, he was too focused on the task ahead.
Walking in, he said "Caim. Ton Ton. Leave us.".
From the look in his eyes and the amount of things in his bag, Caim could see where this was going...


".....uuhhhh...wha-...who-..." Deadshot groaned as he came to back in his cell.
The first thing he felt was his hand in the toilet, causing him to cringe when he realized it had just been used.
Then he saw the severed head.
"GAH! WHAT THE PISS!?" He shouted as he backed away, clearly not expecting it.
"...Fuck, you people just leave body parts laying around?! Jesus!" He shouted before going to the sink and cleaning his hand

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Jenny, Cz, Slindis

"...O-Okay..." Jenny said, not expecting her to react like this.
Still, what Slindis had said was also rather un-expected.
"...[sub]By the way, did you really mean that? About being "Team Mom"? I mean, I don't do THAT much around here[/sub]..." She asked the drow, keeping hush-hush on the whole topic.

Rising Dawn: Hanger: David West

The second he reached his room, David began doing his bi-monthly clean up, mostly just picking up the small mountain of beer cans and bottles he had consumed and left on the floor.
Once he was done, he threw off his jacket and running top before laying back on his bed.
In his humble quest to become a low rent street cop, he had:

1. Ended up waist deep in Gang-Banger Zombies
2. Fought in Chinatown between 2 parties with dozens of laser weapons
3. Had a Hollywood style car chase.
4. Broke into a US Military Research Base
5. Blew up a Mecha with a Low Yield Nuclear Weapon.
6. Tried to rob a casino
7. Lived though a Titan attack.

...I need new friends... He thought as he attempted to drift off.

((Anyone want to interact with David, just walk in, his door is open))

 

[bluerocker]

Teri | That Damn Comic Sans Envelope | Sadei

Teri sighed lightly when Sadei couldn't make heads or tails of the Envelope either, and then began her prayers for S'zami after Rugal loaded the body into the morgue and left, seeing as that was the pertinent matter at hand,

[color=0E59E4]"As much as I like to see you two get along better, there is a matter of Clerical duty I need to attend to..."

"Our Father in Heaven, today we have lost a soul from our ship. A Khajit by the name of S'zami. I did not know her for very long, and she was with us but briefly, but she was just as much a living and vibrant soul as the rest of us. May her soul find rest in the arms of her Gods and/or Goddesses. I pray your angels will guide her to her proper land of resting. Amen."[/color]

Finishing her prayer, Teri's attention was turned back to the mysterious envelope, and decided to try something to aid in the investigation. Pulling out her Tablet, she began scribbling onto the Tablet, using a bit of Author-based skill to "Push" her Tablet to do the following:

[color=0E59e4]

"Call: Tajuh Silverwind, regardless of location."

[/color]

Ton-Ton | Annie | Rugal |Caim | Cadolbolg

Caim picked up Ton Ton and gave Rugal a nod, and said to the Cuties,

"Looks like we won't be needed here. How about that lunch Melethia proposed?"

"I like the sound of that! Saving cities makes me hungry~!"

"I think it takes far less than that..."

"Father, you're so mean!"

Ton Ton, however, was not so easily distracted. Hazarding a glance back, he saw the rather large sack Rugal had brought in, and upon getting a brief glance of Rugal's expression, felt his blood run cold. It was almost like the ghost of the (former) Cartel Lord persona[footnote]SEE WHAT I DID THAR?[/footnote] had returned. Not quite sure what was going on, he turned his thoughts to Caim, to which he communicated via pact.

[color=15650D]"Mr. Caim..What's he about to do..? I don't like that look on his face."[/color]
"Don't concern yourself, Ton Ton. Rugal's just going to interrogate that woman. He's probably going to just scare her a bit to get the information we need. Come now, stop thinking about it, or Cadolbolg will start asking questions..."
[color=15650D]"If that's true, then why does he have that bag of stuff?"[/color]
"... Let's go, Ton Ton."
[color=15650D]"Cut the crap, Caim!...It is what I think it is, isn't it? He's gonna do more than just scare her... Isn't he? Just like what Seifer did to Squall... We can't allow this! Only bad people torture others!"[/color]
Caim's face twitched faintly, clearly not liking where this conversation was going, "That's not entirely true. It's not so black and white as that. Simply put, that girl won't tell us why she attacked, so Rugal is going to employ those methods. He'd be the only one to really want and be able to do so, thus it's fitting. Perhaps you may not agree with it, but it's effective."
[color=15650D]"That's not true either! She could just lie. Unless you have a way to make sure she's telling the truth, this is just barbaric! I agree that what that person did was wrong, but I cannot agree with the methods about to be employed!"[/color]

The Tonberry then wriggled out of Caim's grasp and hopped to the floor, causing a confused look from Cadolbolg, to which Ton Ton simply said, [color=15650D]"Bathroom."[/color] and ran off. Unfortunately for Caim, the plan was flawless. If he decided to give chase, Cadolbolg's suspicions would be raised again.. However, Caim simply shook his head, and wandered back towards Angelus and Melethia and wondered quietly if his tiny green son would understand the truth of the world in matters such as these...

Ton Ton | David West

As Ton Ton traversed the halls in search of someone, anyone, who'd listen to him, he paused at an open door, and noticed David inside. But was his sleeping? Rapping a paw on the open door, Ton Ton called out, [color=15650D]"Mr. West? I'm sorry to intrude, but may I speak with you?"[/color]

((If David lets him in, feel free to have Ton Ton auto explain his plight))

Mel | Angelus | Devon

Devon's face was more than telling that something was very much off about the Bard's condition, to which Angelus lifted up the bard, bridal style, and said, "Very well. Let's get you somewhere quickly..."

And with that, began to make haste to the nearest bathroom, asking along the way, "Any suspicions on what caused the onset of this ailment?"

BlackHarte | A.I. Vermillion

Vermilion's form shifted silently, not quite sure what to say; even if her face directly expressed indigence, [color=FF5439]

"...So....Care to explain the cause of these homicidal tendencies, or are you just that apathetic to the Users' lives? I do remember you being a part of the Mage in Red once. I take it you bear his will as well?"

[/color]

Cautiously, her BanHammer appeared in her hands, and a silent signal was sent to both Alpha[footnote]here's why I quoted you Shaun[/footnote] and Dimitri in case things began to take a turn for the ugly....

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Brig: Rugal, Annie, Deadshot

As Ton Ton peeked in at Rugal while he, Cadolbolg and Caim left, Rugal slowly closed the Brig door behind him and locked it.
"...Soooooo...When is Lunch? I'm starving?" Deadshot said, prompting a Murderous Glare[/sup]TM[/sup] from Rugal.
"...Shutting up." She said as Rugal brought over a chair to sit down on.
"Misunderstood, huh? See, While I'd normally laugh off a comment like that, the fact of the matter is: You knew full well what you were doing. You Understood where we were docked, You Understood how to get on board our ship, you Understood what you were after and you Understood how to get it. In fact, I think there was only one thing you didn't understand about this entire operation." He went on as he began pulling out thick metal pipes, A can of something that looked like fuel, Duct Tape and several other pieces of equipment.
"...Mind if I...Stay outside for this?..." Deadshot asked, clearly wondering if he was next.

"Now before I begin, I have one question: Who was S'zami?" He asked as he calmly began filling an empty cup with whatever was in that can.

Rising Dawn: David West's Room: David, Ton Ton

"Hm? Oh, Ton Ton? No-No, not at all, come in..." David said as he sat up in his bed (Though it was clear that he was about to drop off before he knocked).
When the Tonberry came in, he saw David throwing back on his running top, showing dozens of scars he had received since he joined the Crew.
"*Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwnnnn*...Sorry about the mess, don't get too much time to sleep in here so Cleaning is often the last thing on my mind. Sup?"

 

[bluerocker]

Rising Dawn: David West's Room: David, Ton Ton

"*Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwnnnn*...Sorry about the mess, don't get too much time to sleep in here so Cleaning is often the last thing on my mind. Sup?"

Ton Ton only shook his head quietly before hopping onto the bed and making his equipment disappear in a poof of black smoke. After settling, the Tonberry gave a small sigh, [color=15650D]"I apologize for disturbing your slumber, but you the first I came upon when I was looking for someone, anyone that I thought could understand my plight..."[/color]

The Tonberry looked down to the floor for a moment, before beginning again, [color=15650D]"Mr. West, when there's something happening that you think is bad, and you don't know if you can really stop it, is it still a good idea to try? I usually say Yes, to this question, but given the circumstances stacked against me, I do not know if I'd come out triumphant... Things used to be a simpler in serving my Mistress. I knew what was bad and what was good very easily. Right now though, I'm afraid my heart might waver in light of this..."[/color]

Ton Ton paused again, thinking of how to put the words together correctly without waxing to philosophical, and then decided the simple method was probably the best, and continued, [color=15650D]"Regarding the giant woman, Rugal has decided that torture would be the best method of interrogating her. I don't agree with that at all, even if her actions are reprehensible, and I want to stop it... But I don't know if I can. Even with my pact powers, engaging with Rugal to cease and desist could end badly for both myself and the cohesive nature of our party. If I go in, Cadolbolg would follow, as would Caim, Angelus and Mr. Devon. And Rugal has his allies as well, so it'd be one big mess!"[/color]

Burrowing his face in his paws, the little creature cried out, [color=15650D]"I don't know what to do! Should I just enschew my morals and allow this, even if it is a person who's done wrong; and the intent is good? Or do I fight and possibly drag us all down? Neither path is very good to me. And not to mention what would the Mistress say if she knew I didn't do anything about this..."[/color]

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Brig: Rugal, Annie, Deadshot

"Obviously, not you. What about you? You know who she was?" Rugal asked Deadshot as he finished filling his cup.
"...Unlikely, barely anyone tells me their name." He honestly answered as he watched on, really not looking forward to his turn.
"Well, guess I'll tell you then. Remember when you stuck a woman with a poisoned black in the Canteen? Humanoid-Feline, Brown fur, wore a brown robe?...Ring any bells?..." He innocently asked as he walked over with the cup.
"...No? Perhaps a drink might help with the concentration?"

Before she could answer, Rugal gripped her by the jaw with his hand, holding her mouth open and tilting her head before slowly pouring the contents into her mouth.
Once the entire cup was poured, he then held it shut with his hand, letting start drowning.
"Whoa....Errrr....That's...."Creative"..." Deadshot stammered in his cell, seeing how Rugal seemed to have enough for the both of them.
"I used this trick on this deadbeat in Vietnam, tried to rob me this one time. I think that was before she were even born!" He laughed, clearly enjoying this.
"He lasted 2 whole minutes before he died. How long will you last? 1...2...3...4..."

Now of course, he was going to let off right before she passed out, but when you are drowning like this, 10 seconds seemed like forever.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Brig: Rugal, Annie, Deadshot

"......Okay....Dude....I think she gets it....Man, Come on. She's like fucking 15 or something...Come on, Christ Damn, you're going to kill her. Fuck!" Deadshot began objecting, sure, he wasn't exactly a saint, Hell, he nearly killed an entire slum for money, but this was starting to distress him a little, seeing how he was most likely next in line.
Right as the eyes began to roll into Annie's head, Rugal let up, releasing her head and allowing her to spit it out.
"That is what we in this world call "Premium Gasoline". It's used in several domestic vehicles worldwide. While this airship has no use for it, I estimate there is around 1000 gallons in our Storage bay..." He said as he went to fill another cup.
"Let's face it, outside of your..."Power", you are woefully unprepared for the risks of being a Soldier. If you are nothing without that...Monster, Then you are nothing with it." He said as he walked back and grabbed her by the hair to lift her head up to face him.
"I was going to ask you who you worked for, why did you feel the need to take that Nail and why you felt like killing my friend...

...But I realized, I just don't care." He said before letting go and returning to his bag of toys.
"Even if I get what I want from you, they'll just send another agent. And I'll repeat this entire song and dance with him/her and get the same answer. So I'll wait for that Agent then. You? You are just for leisure. And Vengeance." He said as he pulled out a roll of Duct Tape and began to gag her mouth.
"Hell, you might even be still around to watch me do this to that agent. Deep Breath..." He said before holding her head back again and slowly pouring the fuel over the tape to Water-board her.

Rising Dawn: David West's Room: David, Ton Ton

[color=15650D]"I apologize for disturbing your slumber, but you the first I came upon when I was looking for someone, anyone that I thought could understand my plight..."[/color]
[color=15650D]Mr. West, when there's something happening that you think is blah, and you don't blah if you can really blah it, is it still a good idea to Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah...."[/color]
While he was keen to help out his friend, the fact that has competely and utterly wrecked made even that simple task hard as he seemed to be in a near constant state of nearly nodding off.
...Isn't he basically a Care Bear or something?... He thought before reality kicked in.

[color=15650D]"And not to mention what would the Mistress say if she knew I didn't do anything about this..."[/color]
"...Well...Ummmm...Whatever the case....errr...Trrrryyyy Asking Slindis? She's good on matters of...stuff and...things...Oh! And Jenny! She's Awesome...in a way...That...would...Help you in this situation...
...That help?"
Ton Ton merely looked extremely confused at David's Ramblings.
"...One moment..." He said before he walked into his En Suite and turned on the shower.
He then came back down, dripping wet in ice cold water in a bid to keep himself awake as well as Detox a little.
"R-r-r-right...Once more, with Feeling..."

*One Repeated Dialogue tree later*

"...Alright, Well, back in my Army days, We tried to leave Torture as a last retort. Like, in situations were there was a Bomb like, 10 seconds away from going off. But here? It's Torture for Tortures sake. Don't get me wrong, It HAS saved a few lives, including my own, But I should be used only when everything else fails.
See, it's...kinda like...Using...Annnn Ax. To cut, say, Meat. Sure, it works but at the end, you could have done the same with the Knife. Which in this case would be...Talking?...I guess..."
An awkward silence filled the air.
"....Did anything I just say make any sense?"

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Rising Dawn: Brig: Rugal, Annie, Deadshot

As the minutes rolled by, Deadshot began pacing in his cell, seeing how he was an unwilling audience to this.
While he was concerned for her, it was more that he might get a round right after her.
And if the woman with the crazy ass Hulk-like Superpowers can't hack it, what hope did he have?!
Once again, using the rolling of her eyes as a visual cue to stop, Rugal let off just in time for her to not die, though by that point, He bet that she wished he didn't.
"...Hey?...Hanging in there?...Good. I was worried tha-....Oh, who am I kidding? My act wasn't fooling you, was it? Deadshot, you falling for this shit?" He asked, letting Annie know he could have killed her and would have.
"...." he didn't answer, worried that his response would cause him to go next.
"..Fine! Be that way!" He said before pulling Annie off the ground, now soaked wet in Fuel and spasmming.
"So...Did I finally get though to you?...Yes?...No...Maybe?" He asked, not bothering to take the Tape off and actually allow her to give a proper answer.
"...Is that a No I hear? Do you want to go Again? Hey, DeadShit I think she wants to go again."
"...I....Highly doubt that is the case."
"What? She's not saying Yes, is she?" He asked, ignoring if she was actually saying yes or not.
"Alright then...Round 2. Fight!" He said before repeating the Waterboard process another time.
It wasn't about S'Zami anymore, it was because he could.

 

[Diablo1099_v1legacy]

Location - The Rising Dawn's Brig: Deadshot, Rugal, Annie, Whomever Else

Rugal was smiling during the whole process as he went for another can-
"STOP IT! STOP YOU SICK FUCK ARYAN PRICK!" Deadshot shouted before throwing that head Shawn planted in his cell at the Remaining cans, spilling their contents before Rugal could use them.
He didn't care if he was going next, he just wanted what was happening to stop.
"......."
But the second the German faced him, his expression said it all.
Instead of getting an unending amount of sheer pain, Rugal merely laughed and shook his head.
"....Alright...If it means that much to you...We'll finish for now..." He merely answered, liking the idea of more or else torturing both Mass Murders at once.
"As for you...The next time my associates asks you a question, you think long and hard about my friend S'zami..." He warned before tearing the Duct Tape off and leaving the room, taking the Empty Cans and the rest of his Bag of Toys with him, leaving Annie in a sorry state.
He didn't even use half of it this session.

Once he had left, Deadshot glanced over at Annie.
"Hey! Hey, Come on! Snap out of it! Come on!" He urged her, really holding onto the idea that he wouldn't be in that same position in a few hours.
"Oh god, oh shit, this is FUCKED UP! I don't want to fucking die to some Nazi Prick with a Torture Fetish!" COME ON! WAKE UP FOR FUCKS SAKE!" He pleaded, laying down and trying to reach out and shake her awake, just about grabbing one of her arms before pulling her closer to his cell.

 

[bluecrimson]

Teri | That Damn Comic Sans Envelope | Sadei

Sadei's inquisitive nature drew forth a few more questions along with some cooperation with Teri's shadow. [color=B05FE9]"I know it's confusing, but I was thinking of how it got here as well. You have anything, Tama?"[/color]

Teri's contact was met with a rather frentic Tajuh shouting back at Teri. "I don't know what you're after, Gravel, but I need all of my focus! Currently engaging the Gradosian's best fleets, and Odds are that that SHapiro's working here as well!" There was the flashing of more than a few shots that were barely missed, and the man was also directing some other people in the combat. Where would he have had the time to send the letter?

Cz | Jenny | Slindis

She tried patting Jenny on the shoulder in symphathy. [color=c200]"I know you meant it in the best way, okay? It just didn't come across the best, but I'm sure it didn't come across too harslly.

Am I right, Siz? Jenny's one of the sweetest members of this ship, so it does come naturally to her. Think of her as the mother figure if that helps."[/color] Slindis embraced Jenny lightly to communicate the point that Jenny was highly respected by her before letting Siz get her two Copper in.

Slindis retorted back rather calmly to Siz, even if the words were anything but calm. [color=c200]"If you were to try ending us, you would find it a hollow fight. One that would end up leaving this planet with very dangerous enemies and very few to fight them with. Is that a risk you'd take? After all, you do claim to want to keep it safe."[/color] If nothing else, it was clear that she was rather passionate about doing what she could to help all those around her.

She took a few breaths to recompose herself before reassuring Jenny. [color=c200]"I fully meant that. You may get a bit too drunk with your alcohol, but you are the soul of this ship. I don't say this lightly, but I think we all could learn a lot from you in both the good aspects and the few vices you allow yourself.

Not that I mean to preach, but I've learned enough to be wary of any drink I couldn't serve myself. Indeed, it was the main reason I carried around a cursed belt in my bag before it was destroyed."[/color]

Ella | Constance

Constance's vanishing certainly left Ella off-guard, but there was something a bit...off...about the area even after the Vampire left with the ship. SHe couldn't place it, but it was like some kind of tightness in her chest. By itself it was nothing too bad, but the ship was surprisingly quiet considering what had happened earlier.

And quiet? Quiet was bad. Especially with this ship having so many imps that would usually be running around the ship.

Devon | Angie | Mel

The more Devon walked, the more he seemed to stagger or trip up - something that was incredibly odd, seeing as Caim had mentioned how well-fitted the armor was for Devon. Not only that, the shift in the face was becoming a bit more pronounced, making him look rather slender? He was breathing in short, pained gasps, and the sound of metal shifting around was certainly present.

"...Ugh...those tacos really[color=00c260] didn't treat me well..."[/color] His voice seemed lighter somehow, although Devon certainly didn't notice it with all of the pain he was going through all over. He didn't even notice a sealed envelope that fell to the floor - a note quickly retrieved, opened, and read by Melethia.

"I've never seen this language before, but whoever wrote it has really pretty handwriting... and yet, I'm really worried about it. What's in this?" She then folded the envelope and placed it in one of the pouches so it wouldn't get misplaced, but from her eyes tis looked like some kind of poison.

[color=00c260]"Agh... Angie, do I sound okay? I'm sorry if I have to mess[/color] [color=00ff7f]out on spell-weaving today..."[/color] It was almost like his voice was cracking? Shifting? His voice was beginning to fully match his now cute looking face.

"Redscale, we might wanna get him off to some other room... that armor's definitely changing, and I want to see what's happening underneath. Just because he's some silly bard doesn't mean he's joking around right now." WIth that, Melethia took a hand that was definitely a good deal slimmer than it had been a few moments ago and found it surprisingly easy to start tugging Devon towards Angie and Caim's room.