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Author Topic: ABS FIESTA REDUX  (Read 1526125 times)

Gus gathers a tray of breakfast food and heads to sit at Raiden's table. He considers sitting next to Tippy for a moment, but chooses instead to sit next to Xiaomei considering the former's state. He seats himself quietly and remains silent as more Mjolnir members arrive. After watching Jaakko take his seat, Gus turns to Xiaomei and speaks quietly.

"Well," he sighs. "How'd it go?"


"waiting for the coffee to kick in, I didn't manage much but it was enough to refresh my mind for the time being."

In the foreground of a wide salt pan lay a quartet of Warthogs, each one loaded and ready to sortie. Lorens approaches his aircraft to inspect the pylons as is routine, but something is a little different about the ordnance his flight is carrying today. All of the bombs have a name stenciled on the side.

"They're the names of our dead," his wingmate elaborates, "All good men and women, many of them civilians. Today, we're going to pay those bastard imps back in full."

Lorens runs his fingers across the letters.

"Make 'em proud, Lars. Do it for them."

For them.

A hand reaches out and rests on his. And then another. And another.

For them.

A writhing mass of hands and limbs weighs down on Lorens, pulling him into the ground. He gasps and cries out for help. Trying to break free, he looks down to see what is binding him: a sea of dead  the men and women he killed, their faces and bodies mutilated beyond recognition.




Lorens eventually arrives at the mess hall, albeit in a daze. He shuffles along the food line and wordlessly joins his squadmates and Raiden with a bagel and a cup of coffee.
« Last Edit: October 11, 2016, 09:20:25 PM by NoZoner »

Yui waves at Lorens as he sits down, taking a sip of her own coffee.

Tippy was also present at Raiden's table, sitting across from Nagato. She had spent most of the camp visit supporting them. Tippy had her sketchbook out and was falling asleep face-first into her doodle.
Nagato stirs, then sits upright and looks down at your sketchbook.

Ellie gets a tray of slop and water and sits down at Eremit's table without saying anything.
He glances up at you, furrowing his brow as he internally debates whether to say anything. Ultimately, he doesn't.

Gus gathers a tray of breakfast food and heads to sit at Raiden's table. He considers sitting next to Tippy for a moment, but chooses instead to sit next to Xiaomei considering the former's state. He seats himself quietly and remains silent as more Mjolnir members arrive. After watching Jaakko take his seat, Gus turns to Xiaomei and speaks quietly.
"Well," he sighs. "How'd it go?"
She lowers her voice.
: Poorly. She didn't make it.

"waiting for the coffee to kick in, I didn't manage much but it was enough to refresh my mind for the time being."
: I just snuck a nap in on the transport back. 2 hours is enough for me.
« Last Edit: October 11, 2016, 09:37:14 PM by Qwepir »

"I'm glad you feel rested at least. Hey, what were your findings at the camp?"

Walter swigs another mouthful of coffee, wincing at the bitter taste.

Tippy jerks awake after getting the falling sensation one gets from almost falling asleep. She takes a weak sip of coffee and slips back into a light snooze.

Nagato stirs, then sits upright and looks down at your sketchbook.

Nagato is able to see various drawings littering the pages. All of them highly detailed and shaded. Loads of jets and tanks and firearm designs uniquely drawn. Some real and some of which Nagato had never seen before. The lower right hand corner of the page was a half finished sketch of everyone in the present sitting at this table, everyone but Tippy was finished and neatly drawn out. The doodle of Tippy was all cubic and abstract. As a matter of fact, almost every drawing of Tippy's personal visage was messed up in some way, as if she had given up on herself halfway through. Other drawings of herself were dark and overshaded and in a few of them she didn't draw in her metal jaw.

Cualli sits beside Arkhip with her tray. "How'd you sleep?"

Ellie looks at the patch on the mechanic's uniform and looks back at the person sitting at the table. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry that you have to fix that mess of a Tukreb I flew back, I'll help you with the repairs if you need any help."

"I'm glad you feel rested at least. Hey, what were your findings at the camp?"
Walter swigs another mouthful of coffee, wincing at the bitter taste.
: I got one o' them newfangled rifles of theirs, what with all the scopes. Figure it'll look neat over my fireplace or something.

Frisk assumes you're just speaking to Virvel, and merely keeps drinking his coffee.

Tippy jerks awake after getting the falling sensation one gets from almost falling asleep. She takes a weak sip of coffee and slips back into a light snooze.

Nagato is able to see various drawings littering the pages. All of them highly detailed and shaded. Loads of jets and tanks and firearm designs uniquely drawn. Some real and some of which Nagato had never seen before. The lower right hand corner of the page was a half finished sketch of everyone in the present sitting at this table, everyone but Tippy was finished and neatly drawn out. The doodle of Tippy was all cubic and abstract. As a matter of fact, almost every drawing of Tippy's personal visage was messed up in some way, as if she had given up on herself halfway through. Other drawings of herself were dark and overshaded and in a few of them she didn't draw in her metal jaw.
: You draw a lot, huh.

Cualli sits beside Arkhip with her tray. "How'd you sleep?"
He shrugs and mumbles something you interpret to be "alright, I guess" before Ellie starts speaking.

Ellie looks at the patch on the mechanic's uniform and looks back at the person sitting at the table. "Oh, uh, I'm sorry that you have to fix that mess of a Tukreb I flew back, I'll help you with the repairs if you need any help."
Cualli turns her attention to Ellie. "Don't worry about it, we've got plenty of mechanics already. I appreciate the offer, but it's really best left to the people who are trained in repair work."

He shrugs and mumbles something you interpret to be "alright, I guess" before Ellie starts speaking.
She takes a bite of her breakfast before turning her attention back to Eremit. "Sorry you had to crash at my place last night, but honestly, neither of us were in any condition to drive or show up at base," she says with a hint of a mischievous smile on her face.
« Last Edit: October 12, 2016, 12:03:16 AM by carolcat »

Gus eyes the table before responding in the same quiet tone.

"I suppose I sort of figured."

The mental image of a Kraken returns to his mind as it wanders back to Svirask.

"How are they holding up?"

His voice is barely audible.

: I got one o' them newfangled rifles of theirs, what with all the scopes. Figure it'll look neat over my fireplace or something.

Frisk assumes you're just speaking to Virvel, and merely keeps drinking his coffee.

"I just grabbed an assortment of stuff and a few weapons. I didn't see what you got though, Frisk, I'd imagine you got what you came for?"

: You draw a lot, huh.
Tippy sits up barely awake

"It's a coping mechanism... You can look through them if you want."

Cualli turns her attention to Ellie. "Don't worry about it, we've got plenty of mechanics already. I appreciate the offer, but it's really best left to the people who are trained in repair work."
She takes a bite of her breakfast before turning her attention back to Eremit. "Sorry you had to crash at my place last night, but honestly, neither of us were in any condition to drive or show up at base," she says with a hint of a mischievous smile on her face.
: Yeah. The couch wasn't so bad.

Gus eyes the table before responding in the same quiet tone.
"I suppose I sort of figured."
The mental image of a Kraken returns to his mind as it wanders back to Svirask.
"How are they holding up?"
His voice is barely audible.
She stands up and beckons you to take a walk with her.

"I just grabbed an assortment of stuff and a few weapons. I didn't see what you got though, Frisk, I'd imagine you got what you came for?"
: Oh yeah. I wanted to take one of those anti-materiel jet rifles, but there's no way anyone was gonna sneak out of there with one of those.

Tippy sits up barely awake

"It's a coping mechanism... You can look through them if you want."
Nagato starts flipping through the sketchbook.