RP Avali Nexus: The RP thread

"Ah, finally... I'm short on supplies." Kal sits up in bed, having woken from a nap a few minutes ago.
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Sirius, unmasked, walks around the spaceport, gazing up at the sky.
He thinks to himself about his life on Abraxis. Relentless, unforgiving. Filled with torment and silent, lonesome nights.
He makes a decision.
It's time to leave.
When the first ship comes down, he thinks, I'll try my best to convince the captain to let me on... Anything would be better than living in this hellhole for the rest of my life.
He turns to head home and pack, hopeful for a chance to depart... God knows if he'll get it.

 

*she looked up after her soul tracing was finished.*

So... abraxis in a few.... w.....wait!! Reks we need to warn White someone is getting ready to assassinate him when we land!... i traced your soul signature... there is definitely another you out there not tied to your other two bodies!

*she looked about a bit nervously.*

//just pinging @Myifee about this post as well!

 

"Team two? Come in. Team two!"
Gunfire can be heard coming from an adjacent room. The comms system went static.
"Blast! Rin, we're just gonna have to get in there ourselves!"
"Got it. On three. One, two..."
The door blew open.

 

Hymnote, salvaging all he could from the hospital, tried to clean up his blood stains. The pale red liquid stained the walls much like years of dirt and grim stained his skin.

 

*Wren monitors the intercom through his Omni-Phone*
Hmm.....seems like a good enough reason to stretch my legs...
*He gets up out of his bunk on The Gallona, and picks up his Revolver*
Now, to get over there...Computer! Activate automated flight mode and follow that ship, pronto! Also, activate the heating system, it's freezing!
Computer: Yes sir.
Status: We are now orbiting the planet Abraxis, popular for it's sprawling Main City. Cabin Temperature: 48 Degrees Fahrenheit.
Wren: Jeez!, well, no wonder i'm freezing! Turn it up to about 75.
Computer: Yes sir.
*Wren's ship approaches the much larger ship*

 

{...Maaaybe I should get back to Galaxion's story.}

Galaxion persevered up the winding stone steps, which broke through the canopy many meters below. They were large, carved to an exhausting knee-height. He looked back, over his shoulder. The statues continued to make him paranoid with apprehension. Even if they were automatons, there was no way they could move that quiet, after millions of years.

Come to think of it, why are all the temples not all dust?

As if he needed any more, the paranoia increased with each footfall.

 

After several hours of furious scrubbing, Hymnote managed to remove about half of the blood. But hey, it was good enough. He left the hospital.

 

(@gonzogonz)
(@Corosar)
(@Everyoneonetheshipingeneral)
The gears deployed with a quiet ka-thunk, lightly touching upon the ground of the spaceport. The sky was black above the ship, all the stars blotted out by the clouds and lights of the city itself. Large, towering buildings stretched into the sky, pathways between each and every building. There was the hum of vehicles speeding through each pathway, and the distant thunder of people walking.
The walkway out of the ship hissed as it opened, allowing the air from outside in. By now, everyone had been warned to prepare for the atmosphere if needed, and had been given ample time to do so. The walkway decended, and touched the ground. Upon exiting the ship, one would see an exit with a sign over it:

"WELCOME TO ABRAXIS"​

 

Hymnote looked around. So he was just kinda...stuck here...
Well that sucked.
...
What was he saying!? He, with all of his BRILLIANCE, could repair that ship in a heart beat! He let out a manic cackle.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHARGHHHHHAHAHA!"

 

*Lego's ears perk up*
Sounds like we've landed.
Indeed. Shall we exit?
Not yet, I have one thing to do first....
*Lego walks around the ship and eventually finds White's personal quarters, or at least he thinks so*
It says White next to the door....
What are you doing here?
Just dropping off a note..... I don't even know if White will see this before he leaves the ship, but hey.
*Lego shrugs, takes out the note and a magnet, pulls one long arm feather out of his arm, and puts the magnet over the note and feather on the door*
Paper? Wouldn't it be easier to use AR?
They aren't as personal.
*Lego walks off down the hallway and towards the ship's exit*

*If one were to open the note, one would see neatly written:*
White, I don't know if you'll read this, or even care about a hand-written note, but sometimes it's easier to say things on paper than face to face. I don't know what goes on in your head, I don't know the majority of your past, neither do you, but there has to be some part of you that still wants some sort of friend. You seem to push others away, whether it be intentional or not. I know you don't talk much, and you keep yourself sealed in your armor, but if you do want to talk about anything, and I mean anything, I'm always here. Both you and I have been through war, whether or not your old personality was lost when you first killed your pack-mates, you're still a person. I may have tracked you for some time and wished you to be dead, that was long ago. What's done is done, and you can't change the past. You may read this, you may crumple it up and throw it away, but what I'm trying to say is, people care about you. You may not realize it or think it's even possible but it is. And to prove it to you I've left one of my long arm feathers. You may not know, or remember, but one would leave a feather with another that they trust, care about, or just for a keepsake. I would trust you with my life, and it is up to you in the end. You can keep the feather stowed away in a drawer, throw it away, or even incorporate it into your armor. I don't expect any real change in your personality, but I thought I might just leave you with something to think about. Life is what you make of it.
*Below there is a signature:*
Eijumi "Lego"

*Lego steps outside the ship and takes a deep breath*
You ok sir?
Perfectly fine. Now, time to find my pack.

 

"Well, it's been a while since I've been here..." Kal looks up at the sign. "...Doesn't look any different from the last time I saw it."
Sirius walks up to the spaceport just as the ship's bay opens. Well, there's a ship. That's a lot of people, too... He stands there for a while before finally walking behind the gate and out of sight. Now comes the hard part... Actually asking. Damn it...
Kal notices him just before Sirius conceals himself. "...Did anyone else notice someone over there?"
Well, this is going to be some awkward first impression...

 

After many hours of long, tedious work....okay....around 3 hours of work but sssshhh...... he...uh...'Repaired' his ship. He marvelled at his creation, it was the best yet!..
And he also patched it up with wood.

 

*Lego looks over towards Kal*
Maybe, I don't know. There's lots of people on this planet, maybe someone was just walking by.
*Lego readjusts the rifle slung over his right shoulder and grips his helmet in his left hand*
You want me to go look?
*Lego motions towards his armor*
I could, you know...... go look undetected........

 

Hymnote tried to fly it.
It blew up.
"...Sssshiiit!" He cursed as he stumbled out of the burning wreck of a ship, burn marks singed onto his skin.
So, he did the one thing he hated to do. Call for help.
He set up a distress signal.

 

"...Someone out there? I didn't notice," Ehks said, as he emerged from the ship. His voice was slightly muffled by the helmet he was wearing. It wasn't a thick helmet, or one that was intended for protection; it was simply to prevent the heat from damaging his eyes or anything. A set of tubes went into each nostril, underneath the helmet to allow him to breathe. He wore his standard blue trench coat over the survival suit he was wearing, of course - even if the suit covered him, it would still be weird walking around with just that. Close behind Ehks walked Smallpaw, who glanced around the spaceport. "I did not see anyone myself, though that is most likely because it was before we came out."

Shai was busy sleeping. Again. Obviously he didn't get the memo the ship had landed...

 

"No, he looked like he was heading in here, but then he walked off..." Kal stops talking for a beat. "You can go check if you feel like you need to."

"Well, there was certainly someone there. Human, all black clothing."

 

"Nope...didn't see them. Not...too surprising it was a human...from what I read, this...was originally a...human colony of sorts."

 

*Lego shrugs*
Eh, I don't feel the need to but just curious if you wanted to know.... If he was coming here you'd think he wouldn't need to hide.
*Lego puts on his combat helmet*
Just in case.....

 

"Well, you never know..."
Meanwhile, Sirius had more or less heard everything- at least, enough to know that Lego was willing to put a few holes in him. This is going to go just amazingly, isn't it? Either step out and make a fool of myself, or keep hiding until I'm threatened and still make a fool out of myself. Great.

 

*Carter can be seen in a crowd, looking at the passengers leave from the newly arrived ship. He doesn't try to remain hidden, and occasionally he will swap from looking at one person to another, staring at one of them for a minute before assessing another*