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

[Gearhead mk2]

"I didn't get a good look, and even if I did we all use the same cyborg body model so the only way to tell each other apart is wait for the HUD to kick in, which I was not willing to do when everyone was shooting each other." The cyborg sounded like he had been frustrated with this particular design flaw for a while.

 

[Slenn]

"'HUD'? What does that mean?"

<color=purple>"He must be referring to a 'heads up display'. Perhaps it shows their names on such a display."

"Anyways, since you can't tell us who ran off, can you tell us who contracted you? Who is your client?"

 

[Kirke]

You do not stop despite Seras' demand, but call back that you won't do anything until Desperado are finished. You step out of the ship and head back to your own.

OoC: Sorry for the delay.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Some military commander that the head of World Marshall is friends with, Idunno. I thought we weren't even allowed to be here, but I guess the rules got bent a bit." The cyborg said.

 

[Kirke]

You listen to the soldier in silence, having no questions to ask. You also eye Seras if she is present, wondering if she wants to make a meal of this cyborg as well.

 

[Slenn]

"Well, did you hear which way the footsteps went in relation to your box? We need you to remember really hard." Her tone of voice exuding command.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"There was gunfire for a while, then it all want quiet. And after that I heard someone walking in slowly. Didn't sound like he was a cyborg or wearing combats."

 

[Slenn]

"What direction did you hear this person run off to?"

 

[username sucks]

Roland stood silently as the cyborg answered EMily's questions, having nothing further to ask. He held a bullet in his hands, ready to hypnotize the cyborg if he got any hint that he was hiding something.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

"Further into the base I think. Now, I am getting out of here before something else happens. Screw Work Marsha..." He trailed off, looking past Emily.
[color=fdc393]"Ahem."[/color] A voice behind her said.

 

[Slenn]

"Yes? And who might you be?" Keeping her steely gaze active on the new face.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

[color=fdc393]"Huh. Thought I left more of an impression that that."[/color] The voice said, with a Brazilian accent. When Emily turned to face it, she would see it was Minuano.

 

[username sucks]

Roland drew his gun and turned to face Minuano. [color=01A9DB]"No more of an impression than the others left. And now they're all dead."[/color] He said with a deadpan voice.

 

[Slenn]

"You're gonna have to give me a name. I only remember your ire from Damascus."

 

[Gearhead mk2]

[color=fdc393]"I heard."[/color] He replied to Roland. [color=fdc393]"The Winds of Destruction have been blown away. Impressive."[/color] He smiled slightly at his own joke, then turned to Emily. [color=fdc393]"Sundowner gave me a codename, but with him gone... Not much point sticking to it now, is there? Call me Sam."[/color]

 

[Slenn]

"From your past comrades, I assume it has to deal with a well known wind cycle in the world. What was yours?"

 

[ShindoL Shill]

[color=003399]"Can we skip the friendly reunion and get to the bit where this guy dies?"[/color] Joel asked, glaring at Sam and slowly heating up.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

[color=fdc393]"Minuano."[/color] Sam told her.

 

[Kirke]

You turn to the new arrival, wondering if it's another droner, your new term for enemies who blabber on about their motives instead of fighting. You pull out your blaster and casually turn it up to high power.

 

[Slenn]

EMily and Gwen also prepared their initial energy.
<color=purple>"Yes... let's."