ABS FIESTA REDUX

[CypherX]

slow Monday for everyone or something

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[Gojira]

slow Monday for everyone or something

this happens a lot

[Tayasaurus]

ABS isn't usually active until like the evenings if you're participating EST

[CypherX]

EST master race

also noted, thank you

[Tayasaurus]

Skip ahead of time

Tippy wakes up after some of that heavy drinking. Her head feels like its about to burst.

"oh this is gonna hurt for a while."

Tippy pulls her helmet back on and flips on the tiny PC fan she stuck into the face of the helmet. The cool air made her want to sleep again but she forces herself up.

"I feel like i did most of the drinking... but whatever it was great. Thanks for trying."

Tippy stumbles forward a step or two but finds a balance. Just enough to where she didn't look completely drunk.

"Jacko?"

[Gojira]

i think im the only one in mst :(

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko stirs in the corner of the container. His head pounds hard.

"-whaa?" He groans.

[Tayasaurus]

Jaakko stirs in the corner of the container. His head pounds hard.

"-whaa?" He groans.

"...you can rest here i guess. I'm going for a walk."

Tippy leaves the container and walks out of the hangar. Her mind caught up with her as she worried about Roger. Which is strange because he's been spying on her every step of the way. This raises several red flags... he knows. But the issue is, why does he care. Tippy knew by the way he carried himself he was law enforcement, and his less than subtle searching "techniques". If the law was getting in on this then that was a serious issue. But it also didn't make sense. The trial back at Palestra was over after the suspect fled the country seeking asylum.

"Why the hell am i just thinking about this now." Tippy says aloud to herself.

[Mr. Hurricane]

"-sure, agh"

Jaakko grabs his head and lays against the side of the container.

"I'm not going to feel okay for a long time," he mumbles.

Jaakko quickly falls asleep and falls over, smashing his head on the bottom of the container.

"agh forget!" he grunts.

Jaakko stands and hobbles to the entrance, and looks out, trying to spot Tippy. He wonders where she went.

[CypherX]

Gus continues to practice on the heavy bag for most of the night. A couple night shifters and very early goers walk into and by the gym, some shooting him bewildered glances, but he's too deep in his own thoughts to notice. Every hit is harder than the last until a particularly solid punch snaps the shoddily made hook, sending the heavy bag tumbling to the floor. Sign of a hastily made gym, he thinks. With a sigh, Gus picks up the bag and sets it against the wall. He replaces his hand wraps and continues on another bag.

[blockguy™]

god damnit gus

[Qwepir]

hey i'm awake so i'm totally up for getting killed by a rabid camp of huits whenever OP feels like it

Miraculously, Roger is able to make it what must have felt like miles (likely significantly less in reality) to where Coaxoch and her co-pilot were making camp, despite his injuries. Calling it a "camp" is a bit of a stretch, all it is is the Shikra's escape capsule converted into a temporary shelter with the aid of some tree branches and a parachute. There seems to be only one other person present, Coaxoch's co-pilot.
: Hey, look who I found!
: ...Er, that's not one of ours, is it?
: Nope, I found that nordic nutcase that sucked up Luthor's barrage!
: Um, pardon me for speaking out of line, ma'am, but why him? What about our squadmates?
: Because our guys know how not to get themselves killed out here. You know where I found this one? Passed out halfway up a tree. He would have been dead by next morning, is that not right?

To punctuate her question, she gives Roger a pat on the shoulder that probably wasn't meant to hurt as much as it just did.

[Lockebox]

Roger winces. This was camp...?

of course it's not grade A camping setup you loving moron. This isn't summer camp in the palestra wilderness.

He offers his right hand "Hi, i'm Roger Whitsky, or bastard or what you prefer. I'll be your prisoner of war today."

[Gojira]

I hop out of the shower, dry off, get dressed enough to walk to the barracks, and when I get back, flop down on my bed and fall asleep pretty much immediately.
----THE NEXT MORNING----
I roll out of bed and get dressed, then ready for the day. I head for the mess to see what they're serving this morning.

[Mr. Hurricane]

Jaakko sees movement coming from the hangers, and gets low. It's Tippy, but Jaakko knows he's going to look pretty drunk trying to get from here to their.