We Are Our Avatars IX: Act V: The Sabotage of the Scandolous Saurian Scoundrels (Open)

[Kirke]

You realise that someone "heard" you, and after blinking away the shock you send a reply. You weave emotions and feelings together, asking first who the other being is, and then who died.

 

[Slenn]

"Hmmm..." EMily thought out loud. "Could this be one of their lookouts?"

<color=purple>"Check for a radio signal coming from it to see if it matches the frequency these cyborgs use."

EMily turned on Photon and her sense of radio waves to see if she could find a match.

 

[Chungus]

Being handed a bag of money, the bug took it and tried to stow it into the bag it already had, which didn't fit in the slightest. Snorting, the bug set the bag containing the money down and began moving the wads to its duffle bag.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

the figure explained.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

The person on the catwalk was a woman, with dark skin, red hair and a bulky jacket. She was leaning against the railing, but turned, facing the group. Even from that distance, she noticed Roland looking at her. She looked him in the eyes and blew him a kiss.

Spoiler: Like so.

EMily would find the cyborg radio signal coming from inside the refinery.

 

[Slenn]

"It's them alright." EMily said to the others. "Let's try and find a sure-fire way to get in without drawing too much attention."

 

[Chungus]

It asked next, wondering if it had made a mistake in doing bounty work.

 

[Wackymon]

It weaved a picture for her:
The scottish highlands, a kilt, an eyepatch, a blade, a bottle of beer... A pillar, a fall, a death.

As for who... Well, she would see a bit of her own mind in there, the words spoken and the way they're spoken, melded into the other's mind.

 

[username sucks]

Roland considered trying to shoot the woman, but given how little effect his bullets had on the other cyborgs he decided against it.

"[color=01A9DB]Too late for stealth.[/color]" Roland said to EMily, already walking forward. "[color=01A9DB]She's already seen us. The most direct route would be best.[/color]"

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Over here." Samus called to the others, directing them over to her. She was stood at the top of a rocky slope down to a side entrance of the refinery. Emily would detect an unusually weak cyborg there.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

the figure replied.

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[color=003399]"That's my favourite route."[/color] Joel grinned at Roland. [color=003399]"Let's go put these kill these fucks."[/color]

 

[Wackymon]

Medic stared at the two.
"Vhell... Looks like you two vill probably die vitout me. I, myself, vecomend ze path zhat ze space-girl haz vecomended, but zhat is just me."

 

[Slenn]

EMily and Gwen followed Samus.
"My EM sense is telling me there's a weak cyborg nearby."

 

[Chungus]

The bug only snorted in response, still skeptical about things. The situation had, however, help make up its mind wherther or not it should ask to become a member of staff of the bounty stores, the answer firmly lying in the negative.

It began as it resumed moving money from one bag into the other. <"These targets, this... company. Something about a ship in Tokyo? Is it normal for things to appear from... 'other dimensions' like that?"

 

[username sucks]

"[color=01A9DB]I don't see why we wouldn't just go in the front door. They already know we're here.[/color]" Roland said, following Samus to the side door.

 

[ShindoL Shill]

the figure explained.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

Samus slid down the slope with the others. "Faster." she replied to Roland.

When they got there, they would find a cyborg who was at deaths door... And Vicky nearby.

 

[Kirke]

Your weaves turn sorrowful around you, the scottish madman had been a bother at times, but he had started to grow on you. You communicate the wish of preventing further death, and then of letting the others know that you are alive. You specifically mention, or rather describe as best you can in the simple way of communicating that is this telepathy, EMily.

 

[Chungus]

It asked as it picked up the empty bag with its free hand and held it out to the figure.

 

[Drakmorg]

Vicky placed her foot on the cyborg's chest/back (Whichever was facing upwards) and pressed two of her blades against the cyborg's neck, facing inwards and on opposite sides, like a pair of scissors. She pulled the blades in opposite directions, closing the 'scissors' and lopping the cyborgs head off. After sheathing her weapons, she looked up to see everyone else there.

"Oh hey. Sorry, I got caught up with this garbage as I was heading back from scouting. Everything alright?"

She was covered in cuts, bruises, and dirt, along with their being a large bloodstained hole in the right side of her vest and shirt.