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Azi Demonica

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Ben

He didn't notice some princess or whatever was on-board, and some kid wanting to be the hero, but, suddenly, out of nowhere, Ben was able to remember where the passengers' weapons were at: cargo bay, deck 1, via going outside, down stairs, across catwalk, down stairs again. Well, that should be easy enough, though if he recalled correctly, the door leading outside was locked, right?

Though, he did not know exactly where his armaments were kept at, and there was no guarantee he'd find anyone who knew exactly where his stuff was anyways. And, if there were gunmen around the corner, well, it'd not be a good idea to be in their sights. So, he decided to keep it safe, and waited by the door, leaning against the wall and sipping his drink.

21-Aug-2017 22:05:06

Westenev

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Bridgett

Fighting an ever growing sense of unease and trepidation, Bridgett boldly approached the flight of stairs. Gunshots continued to rain down somewhere upstairs, almost giving her reason to pause. Was she really doing this?

Blinking, she could hear a different kind of rumbling. Footsteps. Voices. Passengers! Maybe one of them knew what was going on?

“Hey, what’s going o- URGH!” Bridgett was in the process of looking up, when a slight shoulder slammed into hers with surprising force. Bridgett tensed, her hand reaching for the guardrail as her back-foot took her weight. Her position secured, she could feel the lesser force bounce off to her side. Following the recoil, Bridgett turned to her side, half expecting to see the passenger sprawled across the floor. To the passenger’s credit, they had already found their feet and were scurrying further down the aisle.

“… Watch where you’re going!” Bridgett groaned, casting her eyes back up the staircase. She didn’t bother pulling anyone aside from their mad scramble, one look at their panicked faces told her they knew nothing. And what exactly did she expect to find up there?

Bridgett shook her head. This definitely wasn’t a child’s game, and she wasn’t going to go into this half-hearted. And, somehow, sitting around in this bubble several thousand feet off the ground didn’t exactly promote a flaccid attitude.

Ascending the stairs with caution, Bridgett’s sense of foreboding kicked in. Upon first glance, the room was shrouded in a veil of smoke, lacked a sooty quality. Its white wisps reminded her of… well, smoke grenades. She strained her eyes on the veil, but failed to find anything of note. Well, besides a poor fool on the edge of the smoke who apparently could not keep up with the stampede.

Well, it wasn’t like she could just leave him there.

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24-Aug-2017 03:53:15 - Last edited on 24-Aug-2017 05:46:46 by Westenev

Westenev

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Keeping low, Bridgett persevered forwards towards the man who wore a damp, strangely familiar uniform. Only, as she got closer, she noticed the dark splotches. Bullet wounds? Damn. Bridgett didn’t need to get closer to know the idle man was dead.

She was about to retreat back to the staircase, when she saw what the man was holding – a pistol. Was he one of the attackers? He certainly wasn’t one of the crew, and she was certain he had been outside recently. Unfortunately, it didn’t seem all that likely… and standing before a corpse didn’t seem like a good place to piece everything together.

… But if she could just get to that pistol…

Bridgett paused, as she saw a flicker in the smoke. Someone was coming? She stole a second glance at the gun. It would be nice to have, but it wasn’t worth dying over. She didn’t exactly want to risk making a break for the stairs either – an excellent way to find a bullet in one’s back. No, instead she would shift to the side, hoping the seat line would hide her presence.

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24-Aug-2017 05:46:56

NotFishing

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Gareth Arenar

Gareth seemed to take the news surprisingly well, raising his eyebrows by barely more than a few millimeters. But internally, he was certainly surprised. Was she even telling the truth? If she was, didn't that make her related to the ruler of the country that invaded his homeland?

Not that he actually cared about any of that. Throughout history, borders shifted, and entire kingdoms and empires rose and fell. He never did understand why so many people were fervently patriotic. It led to an endless cycle of bloodshed - people defending their nation because their ancestors died for it, but then those people die and their descendants fight to avenge them. Thousands of people dying just to make sure all of the dying other people have done hasn't been for nothing.

Of course, now was neither the time nor place to concern himself with such thoughts on human nature. There was a much more immediate threat afoot - the men with firearms who were rooting through the ship. He was unsure if they intended to spare the crew or the passengers, but with such uncertainty it was better to simply get off the ship altogether. And this courier presented an option.

Though Gareth had a feeling it would lead to more trouble down the road, it was better than waiting for the angry men with guns to turn up here. "I don't know what help I'll be, but I'll tag along." Gareth said with a shrug, before giving a flat stare to the much younger girl who claimed she would keep everyone safe. He looked like he was about to say something, but then he shook his head slightly. Children. He turned back to the others in the room - the ones closer to his age. "Where to, then?" Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

31-Aug-2017 23:21:41 - Last edited on 02-Sep-2017 16:11:31 by NotFishing

Inferi

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“

I am unsure, but it is most likely that they intend to use me to begin a war.

” Alicia told Annie.

Well, out of all the people his own age, Gareth had...just about nobody to look to. The closest was Chloe at a few years younger, and although she went to answer - given that she was in a somewhat dubious position of being the person here who had the airship - she couldn’t seem to find anything useful to say. It was clear that something like this was so far beyond what she was used to that she was struggling to even keep up with everything. It was the second-closest to his age, the writer in the room, that spoke up first.

“

You need weapons, genius.

” Talia commented, still sitting in her seat and showing no indication of moving. “

If this was something I was writing, you’d all find something to fight off these special operations soldiers, realize that it would do you no good because they’re more skilled and numerous than you, and somehow manage to get out of everything alive after the princess got kidnapped like they were going to do originally. Then you’d go make some kind of rescue attempt and get drawn into a massive web of intrigue, and the story would continue.

”

She shrugged, a slight grin on her face as she continued, “

Of course, this isn’t a story and I’m not writing it, but if you’ve got any plans of fighting off these people, I don’t think fists with a single combat matrix backup are going to be enough.

”

“

She is correct, but since this is not a military vessel it seems unlikely there will be arms aboard.

” Alicia began before getting cut off by Chloe.

“

The cargo hold. They’d be there. It’s where all weapons go during a flight.

” she said, sounding both enthusiastic and absolutely terrified at the same time. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

06-Sep-2017 02:55:41

Inferi

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It wasn’t hard to see why: they’d have to leave here to get there, and it wasn’t clear where whoever was attacking the vessel was anymore.

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Then get going! You’ve probably got under a minute before they get around to securing that deck and running down here to look for the princess!

” was Talia’s comment. Again, she made no motion to get up, although she did add, “

I would like that matrix back, though, if you could try and return it in one piece.

”

Looking like she was going to respond, Chloe instead just turned and ran to the door, wrenching it open and running out onto the deck. Alicia quickly followed. Apart from the people who were huddling around the sides of the deck looking terrified - a lot more than should be on the deck during transit - there didn’t seem to be anyone there that were out of the ordinary. Not yet, anyways.

Ignoring everyone on the deck, Chloe, with Alicia following, her eyes darting around nervously, went directly for the stairs leading down and started to descend. The staircase they went down would lead to the catwalk on the cargo deck, which in turn would lead to the staircase going down to the floor of the cargo deck. Currently, there weren’t any airship personnel on the catwalk to stop anyone from going down there, which was an anomaly.

As for what could be seen of the upper deck...well, it wasn’t much. The stairs were facing towards the bridge, and the door to it was hanging slightly open. A small amount of smoke could be seen floating past the top of the stairs, but not enough to tell what it was actually coming from. No more people were coming down, either; the stairs were clear if someone wanted to actually go up. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

06-Sep-2017 02:55:47

Inferi

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Deck 3

Bridgette’s hesitation to not go after the gun seemed to be a good thing, although it might not feel like that at the moment. Although she didn’t go for it, another shot rang out, slamming into the floor between her and the weapon as if to say, “Don’t even think about it.” If the shot had actually been aimed for her, whoever fired had piss-poor aim, but she could draw her own conclusions about it either way.

From within the smoke came seven armed figures. What they were wearing could only be described as special operations military gear, all black, with some kind of mask covering their faces. The mask was complete with goggles and what looked like a rather fancy respirator system, although it made no sound - or at least none that could be heard over the storm outside - and went around the entire head, looking almost like it connected to the neckline of the suits. Each one of them carried a firearm, the weapons very sleek and advanced, and they carried various other tools, melee weapons, and other similar items on them, the items varying by person.

Although none of them said a word, at least any that could be heard, they moved with purpose, clearly having an objective in mind. They did not move rapidly, however, instead taking their time enough to make sure everything was perfectly clear before moving forward. If Bridgette would let them, they would pass by with only a quick glance in her direction. Clearly, they weren’t interested in her, and instead moved to split up: one went for the bridge and three went for either of the staircases. Done in by the dubious doings of destiny.

06-Sep-2017 02:55:52

NotFishing

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Gareth Arenar

A war? Yes, Gareth had been keeping up with the Crystallis arms race between the countries. But he had thought that would actually be an incentive NOT to wage war - with such advanced weaponry, countries could bring each other to ruin. Add in the fact that technology is already rapidly advancing, then apply the usual wartime boost to research, and you also run the risk of your enemy country coming up with a groundbreaking invention to turn the tide.

Who the hell would want a war? And why?

The author woman then went on a slight tangent about how this would go if they were in one of her stories. Of course, they were not in one of her stories, so it was rather annoying for her to go on like that, but it did contain some truths - what objects they had were useless. They were outnumbered and outgunned. Even if they solved the issue of a lack of guns, none of them seemed to possess the training to compensate for the lack of numbers.

He briefly wondered where Bridgett was, and how she was reacting to the situation. He could help but feel a touch of concern, actually. They had never gotten along, and he would never admit it, but he did feel a certain attachment to her.

No doubt she would try to resist the gunmen in some way, he figured... but that was more likely to get her killed. Despite his concern, he knew it would be folly to try and find her. It would be like trying to find a needle in a haystack. They might run into one of the attackers first, they might find that she's already dead, or they might not find her at all.

Back to the lack of weapons - he hefted his book. He supposed he could whack someone with it... but he'd have to catch them by surprise, and even then he might only be able to get in one swing or two. Books were not meant to block bullets or be used as weapons, after all. No, he would need an actual weapon. Rushing an armed soldier with a book was suicide - why had he even considered it? Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

08-Sep-2017 03:09:50 - Last edited on 08-Sep-2017 03:17:14 by NotFishing

NotFishing

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The cargo hold was suggested, and Gareth had to agree that was the best place to find weapons. He was surprised when Chloe suddenly bolted out the door, but then he realized they had already talked long enough, and an armed gunman could step into the room any minute now.

So, Gareth soon followed. "Stay close to the group and don't do anything stupid." He said rather bluntly to Annie as he followed Chloe and Alicia across the deck and down the stairs. It was then that a thought occurred to him. A very unnerving thought.

"These soldiers knew the ship would be here." He realized aloud, in that same flat voice. "What other information might they have had?" He didn't actually expect anyone in his party to know, and continued on after maybe a half second pause. "If they knew where the weapons were kept, wouldn't that be one of the first locations they would capture? In order to stop people like us from fighting back. And what about your own ship - is it secure? Did they know you would be here as well?"

Capturing the cargo hold would deprive the crew and passengers of weapons they could use to fight back. Capturing any aircraft or methods of escape would prevent their target from escaping. If the attackers had put any planning into this raid, there may indeed already be soldiers stationed at those points - their small band could be heading straight into a trap. Then again, if those two points had already been secured by the enemy... well, what other options were there? Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.

08-Sep-2017 03:15:44 - Last edited on 08-Sep-2017 03:30:54 by NotFishing

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Annie1227

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Annie didn't know what to say to Alicia because, she was in shock. She listened to the group suggestions. She agrees with the idea to get the weapons. She was going to help to fight no matter what. She heard what Gareth told her. She rolled her eyes and said,"I will stay close with the group to get those weapons. Me doing something stupid never."

Then she heard what Gareth said to the group. She thought about it and said,"Maybe you could have someone spy on them and tell the other where they are." -Dances-

08-Sep-2017 06:48:54 - Last edited on 08-Sep-2017 06:53:12 by Annie1227

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