The man decided he would just sleep off whatever was happening and laid down in the sand.
OOC: It's late, so I'm going to sleep. See ya everyone.
OOC: It's late, so I'm going to sleep. See ya everyone.
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Balthier shrugged in responce to Ryu with a rogueish grin, then looked at those who had just arived at the clearing. He cocked an eyebrow at the woman dressed in lavish barb. Bat-like wings sprouting from her back? No species he knew of had that. His gaze then drifted to the two equally odd-looking men. Did they refer to the others as human? This would imply they themselves were not. Where, oh where have I ended up? Upon hearing the explaination of the peculiar woman, Balthier shook his head. This is insanity. Am I not in Ivalice?
Continuing with his plan to pick up on the explaination as it was given to others, Balthier sat down and began the arduous process of ridding his gun of sand.
Continuing with his plan to pick up on the explaination as it was given to others, Balthier sat down and began the arduous process of ridding his gun of sand.
"The Desert of Death is an unforgiving expanse of desert on the Lost Shore. One could argue that it is the best protection that... some have. It doesn't matter, though. Can you tell use anything about this place, Eve? I'm curious as to where we are and why so many people seem to be showing up here." Ryu replied to the girl.
The woman slowly got up, growling. Seeing a completely new landscape, she frowned, brushing the sand off her.
"The hell is this place?" she checked her person. Dogtags; check. Armagus; check. Tent bag; check.
She saw some others off in the distance. "Maybe they know what's going on..." she mumbled, started to walk towards the group.
"The hell is this place?" she checked her person. Dogtags; check. Armagus; check. Tent bag; check.
She saw some others off in the distance. "Maybe they know what's going on..." she mumbled, started to walk towards the group.
"Adam's got a point. I'm pulling poor old missy here to the clearing. Care to join?" He asks. Without another glance back, he begins walking to the clearing, the girl carried on his shoulder.
the engineer looked into the distance"speakin of folks poppin up here,there seems to be more headed this way
"Its a start." Jensen agreed, before setting off in the same direction as Bryce. "Do either of you have any idea what this place is? It doesn't make sense. We were headed from Detroit to Hengsha Province in China when the VTOL lost control. How the hell can we be in a sandy desert?"
The woman walked over the Jensen, over hearing his little talk to Bryce. "Great. None of us know exactly where the hell we are?"
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As the two figures reached the group the group would be able to tell that they were not human. The first man has long pointed ears and eyes that resembled those of a snake. His tattered cape billowed behind him in the wind, and pieces of it continuously broke off and flew away, disintegrating soon after, although the cape never seemed to get any smaller. He was also very pale and appeared as if he hadn't eaten in a long time. The second man had slightly longer pointed ears, eyes with a peculiar glow, and a tail.
The man with grey hair scowled at the group "My Lord asked you a question, I expect you to answer it!"
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The mass of creatures in the sand began to dig their way out of the sand. A few ran around panicking while others tried to help those who were still stuck get out
As the two figures reached the group the group would be able to tell that they were not human. The first man has long pointed ears and eyes that resembled those of a snake. His tattered cape billowed behind him in the wind, and pieces of it continuously broke off and flew away, disintegrating soon after, although the cape never seemed to get any smaller. He was also very pale and appeared as if he hadn't eaten in a long time. The second man had slightly longer pointed ears, eyes with a peculiar glow, and a tail.
The man with grey hair scowled at the group "My Lord asked you a question, I expect you to answer it!"
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The mass of creatures in the sand began to dig their way out of the sand. A few ran around panicking while others tried to help those who were still stuck get out
Bryce turned back to the new arrival. "Looks like it. Maybe someone near the tree knows. Lets roll." He then begins jogging lightly, feeling his nanos slacked off, letting the plague give him extra strength as it knitted his hands out of their breaks.
"I believe we are on Pandora. However, without seeing proper landmarks, I cannot be sure." Zer0 began following Adam and Bryce.
Watching a third mrker approach on the rangefinder, Jensen turned to see the woman aproach a moent before she spoke. Though he raised a single eyebrow at her bizarre yet admittedly enticing appearance, he maintained his shell of detached professionalism.
"Did a commercial airliner come down as well? Where are all these people coming from?" As Zer0 answered the question, he glanced back at him.
"And where might that be?"
"Did a commercial airliner come down as well? Where are all these people coming from?" As Zer0 answered the question, he glanced back at him.
"And where might that be?"
"We are in a desert. Why is there a tree here? This most certainly isn't 4th Hierarchical City." the woman mumbled at the lack of logic here.
She turned to Jensen, frowning alittle. "An airship you mean? Are... Are you a cyborg?" her eyes narrowed down, seeing Jensen's mechanical arms. She had heard of Sector Seven being less or more pure science and a cyborg won't exactly be out of place.
"And what the hell is a 'Pandora'?"
She turned to Jensen, frowning alittle. "An airship you mean? Are... Are you a cyborg?" her eyes narrowed down, seeing Jensen's mechanical arms. She had heard of Sector Seven being less or more pure science and a cyborg won't exactly be out of place.
"And what the hell is a 'Pandora'?"
The woman looked up from her dress as she heard Rex address her. Looking over at him, she scowled a bit, though her expression would likely not be visible to him from the distance she stood at. And now I am being shouted at by commoners. This day has truly been the worst in quite a long while. But perhaps they can make themselves useful and tell me where I am. Her expression turned neutral again as she approached the tree, stumbling occasionally as her high-heels were doing her no favors in traversing the sand. Her wings flapped in annoyance as she finally made it to the tree, though she kept a decent amount of distance between herself and everyone else.
She looked over everyone near the tree with a gaze of contempt, the kind of look that a person would give to a wad of gum clinging to the bottom of their shoe. Her expression changed to one of contemplation as she tried to think of the best thing to say to get what she wanted.
She looked over everyone near the tree with a gaze of contempt, the kind of look that a person would give to a wad of gum clinging to the bottom of their shoe. Her expression changed to one of contemplation as she tried to think of the best thing to say to get what she wanted.
Balthier curled his lip upon hearing the demand that someone answered some "lord". He had little patience for such people. "Direct your questions to the orange-haired woman, would you? For none but her seem to know where, or indeed what this place is." He asnwer, not looking up. Orange-haired. That was another thing that struck Balthier as odd. No hume he had ever seen had orange hair. Or blue for that matter.
Eve was deep in thought when the next two men arrived and began making a racket. She lost her concentration before looking up confused and seeing that a women in a strange dress had also arrived. She heard the one of the men start listing off questions and just looked at him quizzically. "Humans? Why are you mentioning Kid's story stuff? And the moon?... For a moment Eve looked a little lost as she quietly muttered one word under her breath for a minute before shaking her head and just looking slightly amused at the strange man babbling. She then noticed a fellow in overalls and a hardhat and waved at him before she noticed the blue haired man was addressing her again. She drew a knee back and rested her chin on it as she thought of her response. "Well... I can tell you that the Sandstorms are commonplace and this isn't even the worst kind of one. Oh and where I'm from people don't bother traveling out here a lot. Umm... There's a town that I was going to and I think it's nearby but I can't remember as I fell asleep at the start of the Sandstorm. There are some other trees like this spread out through the desert but I can't remember why it is that the Sandstorms avoid them like plague. Now about the name..." She starts to slowly taps her head as she hums trying to decide on what to say.
OOC: Again, Jensen's augs aren't... fuck it, I'll just say he took the coat off.
Jensen glanced briefly down at his prosthetic arms and the armoured carapace fastened over his chest.
"Yeah, I guess that's about right. I'm an Aug. I... what the hell?!" He gasped as the jester appeared in front of him, its range marker hidden above his own until now. "What are you doing?!"
Jensen glanced briefly down at his prosthetic arms and the armoured carapace fastened over his chest.
"Yeah, I guess that's about right. I'm an Aug. I... what the hell?!" He gasped as the jester appeared in front of him, its range marker hidden above his own until now. "What are you doing?!"