russiandog38 Posted October 10, 2014 Share Posted October 10, 2014 Ashlin was to busy looking up to notice someone if front of her, recoiling when they collided. "I-its fine." She said, composing herself. "And ya, I am. Eh Salto is it?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 10, 2014 Author Share Posted October 10, 2014 The unseen hunter watched Sal as he bumped into Ashlin. And, from what the hunter could tell, Ashlin was... Something happened. Another armed figure appeared. * * * "Hey!" Trask shouted as he entered the area. "Sal, is that you? You okay?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted October 11, 2014 Share Posted October 11, 2014 [Thanks again for allowing me on board.] Sitting in a cantina was not a bad way to spend a weekend, but sitting in a cantina and realizing that you didn't care for drinking certainly put a damper on things. It made focusing upon your surroundings a little bit easier, and a certain individual was able to take full advantage of that coincidence. The stout raccoon sat toward the back of the room, lazily casting his glance across the throngs of individuals present within the establishment. At least, that's what his outward appearance gave off. He was actually quite focused, eying a particular group of people with a renewed interest. They had gathered together previously, and amongst hushed conversations he was able to pick out select phrases. "Invasion. Trouble with pipes. Drones. Elachi." On their own these phrases meant very little to the outsider, though given context he was sure that he'd be able to decipher at least some of it. Absentmindedly stirring his glass of water with his straw, the ring-tailed male concocted a bit of a plan, unable to hide the smile that was creasing his muzzle. His dark-furred ears perked up as a large canine's shouting reverberated across the room, and now his interest was undeniably piqued. "I know that tone of voice - the fun always starts after it's used", he thought, getting up and quietly pushing in his chair. He didn't want to draw unwanted attention to himself as he inched toward the commotion, taking a fly-on-the-wall position to see how things played out. Being relatively short in stature at 5'5", the raccoon was able to conceal his movements with what he hoped to be relative success. His only visible armament, a collapsible polycarbonate baton, was folded in its holster on his belt, masked by the sides of his worn leather jacket. It was quick, quiet, and concealable - just how he liked it. For now he intended to take stock of the circumstances, and perhaps make a few acquaintances depending upon when he saw fit to interject. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clearwater Posted October 11, 2014 Share Posted October 11, 2014 ''Yeah, that's my name.'' Salto said to the fox. ''By the way, I didn't get your name...'' Salto wheeled around when he heard another voice, and saw Trask close in on them. ''Hey!'' He shouted as he entered the area. ''Sal, is that you? You okay?'' ''I'm fine.'' Salto replied. ''But something ain't right. I was attacked on that tower up there.'' Salto gestured and pointed to the grey tower he was on when he was attacked. ''Something's up there. Something completely invisible to the naked eye.'' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 11, 2014 Author Share Posted October 11, 2014 Trask frowned, looking up at the tower. "Something invisible?" he said. He searched for something, and saw nothing. "Tovan, you know something about an invisible attacker?" Trask asked. "No," Tovan replied. Trask looked back at Sal. "Are you sure you were attacked?" he asked, not noticing the trio of red dots making their way up his chest. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted October 11, 2014 Share Posted October 11, 2014 Snickering to himself, the raccoon continued to watch the scenario unfold intently. "Sure, an invisible thing that's favorite pastime is assault. He's probably hiding behind the unicorns and the cure for the common cold" he thought, incredulously. Just as it seemed that the bird was insane and that the conversation would actually become a mundane one, something peculiar caught his eye. A small cluster of red laser-pointer like dots began inching up the chest of one of the members of the group, a wolf. The raccoon's eyes went wide with realization as he put two and two together - the so called 'attack' and these lights were too coincidental not to be related. He wasn't about to watch someone get annihilated right before his eyes if he could do something about it! Throwing caution and rational thought out the window, the small male bum-rushed and pushed the wolf from his blind side, hoping that the impact and momentum would knock him out of the way of the assumed targeting reticule. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 11, 2014 Author Share Posted October 11, 2014 The raccoon blindsided Trask, knocking him to the ground. Under normal circumstances, Trask would push the assailant off and point his rifle at his head, demanding to know the meaning of the attack. But these were not normal circumstances. The split second after the raccoon knocked Trask off his feet, a plasma-disruptor cannon discharged, the blue-white pulse narrowly missing the raccoon by mere millimeters. The raccoon saved his life. "Contact!" One of the security volunteers shouted over the radio. "I've got contact! Unknown assailant, armed and dangerous! Market area!" Trask looked up to the rooftops, and spotted something - an anomaly, a shimmering, distorted figure. The eyes flashed yellow - something Trask had seen before. He immediately grabbed his rifle, but by the time he pointed it at the anomaly, it had vanished. "What the hell...?" Trask murmured. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted October 11, 2014 Share Posted October 11, 2014 The raccoon's landing was a rough one - falling flat onto his back knocked the wind out of him. He laid on the floor, momentarily stunned and trying to regain his breath. For one, he wasn't dead, and that was always a plus in his book. Taking stock of the circumstance was the next order of the day - the immediate threat seemed to have subsided for the time being, and he didn't appear to be worse for wear save for some slightly singed fur on his tail. Rolling into a sitting position and gingerly getting to his feet, the raccoon dusted himself off and scanned the surrounding buildings for any sign of a gunman. Convinced that the worst was over for now, he relaxed a little bit and allowed his shoulders to lower and his tail to lightly swish behind him. "Buddy, either someone's got it out for ya, or you've got one hell of a fan club!" he remarked with a nervous grin in the wolf's direction, maintaining eye contact with the rooftops and ramparts above. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted October 11, 2014 Share Posted October 11, 2014 Ashlin was skeptical of the birds words, finding invisibility technology outlandish. "Where exactly were ya when this "attacker" tried to get..." Her sentence was cut off as a blue bolt wizzed by. She reacted by reflex, diving over a vendors stall. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 15, 2014 Author Share Posted October 15, 2014 (I apologize for the delay; my modem went down. It just came back online today.) Trask rose to his feet, flicking the safety of his weapon back on, then looked to the Raccoon. "Thanks," he told him, "Not sure I'd have lived through that without your... assistance." "What was that?" Tovan asked. "If it is who I think it is, our problems are worse than we thought," Trask said. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clearwater Posted October 17, 2014 Share Posted October 17, 2014 (Apologies for the inactivity; I've had a busy week. Allow me to rejoin.) Salto rubbed the side of his face in pain and got back up. ''What the hell just happened?'' He asked, looking at the racoon who had knocked him down. He glanced back up to see a blue figure whizz by. That must've been their attacker. ''Don't worry, I know what I'm doing.'' He said to the others, running for the nearest wall, vaulting up and over, and beginning to chase the figure. ''If any of you have radios, headsets or anything, give that frequency I gave you a try!'' Salto shouted to Trask before he disappeared out of view. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 17, 2014 Author Share Posted October 17, 2014 "Sal, get your a** back here! That hunter is way over your head! You'd need a high-caliber modded assault rifle or high-powered disruptor to take him on if that is who I think it is!" Trask shouted into the radio. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted October 17, 2014 Share Posted October 17, 2014 (Good to have you guys back!) "Don't sweat it," the raccoon muttered in return, eying the spot that the projectile had impacted before grimacing. He didn't fancy thinking about how close he came to becoming a stain on the floor. The quiet atmosphere was soon shattered as the bird that he had seen earlier took off after the alleged assailant. "It's a good thing I didn't get too attached to him then," he added after listening to the wolf's warning, his slight chuckle trailing off after thinking about how dark that joke could be. Whatever this thing was, it meant business, and he was contented with the idea of getting the hell out of dodge. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clearwater Posted October 18, 2014 Share Posted October 18, 2014 Salto began to move fairly slowly across the rooftops, calculating where the bolt of blue came from. He reached in to his backpack and took out a handful of green capsules. These were paintballs, that would explode on hard enough contact, covering the target in paint of vibrant color. When he was in jungles, Salto used these to track his dinner. Seems like the same principle would be used here. ''Come on, where are you, you little...'' He muttered, listening for any footsteps or any other sounds of movement. Suddenly, he whipped his head around and saw footprints on the ground. Hurling one of his paintballs on instinct, it exploded in mid-air, covering a silhouette in bright blue paint. Salto exclaimed. ''Found him!'' He shouted. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted October 18, 2014 Share Posted October 18, 2014 Ashlin appeared over the vendors stall, rifle assembled, and placed the bi-pod on the ledge. She pulled back the bolt and loaded a round in, then placed her eye to the scope and switched it to thermal vision. "Where the hell is it!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clearwater Posted October 21, 2014 Share Posted October 21, 2014 ''I marked him in blue paint! He's on this rooftop here!'' Salto shouted into his microphone, in case his voice was too far away to be heard. The creature he had marked was beginning to advance on him. Salto cracked the knuckles in his wings. He was going to fight this... whatever it was, but not to kill it. Just to see what it was capable of. ''Let's see what you've got.'' He sneered at the hunter, spreading his wings out a little to gain some balance. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 21, 2014 Author Share Posted October 21, 2014 The hunter extended his right wrist blades with a loud schwiink!! and advanced on Sal. Just as he was about to lunge for the attack, however, the shit really hit the fan as an alien starship could be seen descending through the clouds, launching a swarm of what looked like drones. The hunter looked at the approaching ship and drone swarm, then back at Sal. "A pity," he said, his voice mechanically distorted. "Seems the Elachi are here ahead of schedule. Let us see if you can survive the allies of the Tal Shiar." the blades were put away, and the hunter vanished in a transporter beam. Just as the hunter vanished, one of the drones made a dash for Sal... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
CrypticQuery Posted October 22, 2014 Share Posted October 22, 2014 "I'm gonna guess that warship offenses aren't normal!," the raccoon shouted to no one in particular, struggling to be heard over the din of the ensuing events. Attempting to gather his thoughts, he went over what he just witnessed in hopes that he could make some sense of it. It seemed as if some sort of invisible assassin attempted murder, failed, and now brought an entire fleet of backup to decimate everything in sight. A look of slight terror came over the stout male's face as everything began to click, and he decided then to find an alternate means of escape. "This place has to have a cellar, or some sort of covert exit. If I get lucky, there'll be a way out there." Vaulting over the bar as quickly as he could and turning his head to look back, he didn't like what he saw. The drones didn't appear to be very friendly, and if one came after him he wasn't entirely confident that he'd make it out unscathed. Drawing his baton from his holster and flicking it into its fully-expanded position, he thought of the one other line of defense that he carried on his person; that would be saved for dire circumstances. Laying low and doing his best to shield his head, the raccoon looked back once more in an attempt to find anyone that had the slightest idea of the layout of this Virnat colony, holding the baton at the ready in the event that push came to shove. "If anyone knows a way out, speak up, or else I hope you like the idea of hostile vaporization!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted October 22, 2014 Share Posted October 22, 2014 Ashlin stared up into the sky dumbfounded, her ears pinned back to her head as the ship broke through the sky. "Shit" was the only word that came from her mouth before looking back down the scope of her rifle. She saw the drone racing to Sal, and lined up a shot, sending a bullet through it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 24, 2014 Author Share Posted October 24, 2014 (What kind of sniper rifle is Ashlin carrying? Ballistic, Energy, or Disruptor?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
russiandog38 Posted October 25, 2014 Share Posted October 25, 2014 (ballistic) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 26, 2014 Author Share Posted October 26, 2014 The ballistic round flew straight through the drone and damaged it, but it didn't stop it. One of the other drones noticed Ashlin, and made a mad dash for her. However, this trip was cut short when Trask fired the disruptor of his weapon and caused the machine to drop out of the sky. "Get to cover!" he shouted, "NOW!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clearwater Posted October 26, 2014 Share Posted October 26, 2014 "Oh, merda," Salto grumbled upon noticing a massive alien warship fly overhead, dropping tons of attack drones. Sal noticed one was flying straight towards him. Timing his lunge just right, the macaw dove to the right, grabbing his knife from his bag and hurling it at his new attacker. The blade pierced the drone's armor, and it fell to the ground, its electrical circuits fizzing out. "I think the attack has started." Sal said into his headset while retrieving his knife. "Trask, you were right, we don't stand a chance. Focus on getting everyone out! We gotta move, NOW!" Salto took one last quick glance at the ship that loomed over Virnat before jumping down into the street. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Star_Dragon Posted October 28, 2014 Author Share Posted October 28, 2014 (If Naza doesn't post soon, we may have no choice other than to drop him from this RP... and I'd hate to have to do that. On a side-note, Clearwater - we should RP our characters in the Cornerian Complex sometime.) "Sal, Ashlin... Raccoon guy, whatever your name is - you're with me! Let's get these colonists to the--" Trask started. He stopped mid-sentence upon seeing something new in the sky - dark-colored shuttles. "Those aren't Elachi - those are Romulan!" "Damn! It's the Tal Shiar!" Tovan exclaimed. "And it's a damn good bet they aren't here for the festival!" Trask added. He looked down at those present. "We need to get you guys some equipment - follow me!" He told them, then made for one of the security caches. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Clearwater Posted October 28, 2014 Share Posted October 28, 2014 (Yeah, I haven't seen Naza online in a small while. Dunno what gives; I hope he comes back soon. As for thFe Cornerian Complex offer, I'll think about it.) Salto was now fully aware of the situation that was going on. Following Trask as he winded their way through the street, Sal kept checking to make sure that none of those robot drone things were following them. ''Trask, do you know what kind of a threat these things pose?'' He asked while moving. ''And do you have any info on how to fight them that could potentially help us? For example, do they favor melee combat, ranged combat, et cetera?'' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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