forum A Lilac Sky//Private rp//Stalkers welcome

Started April 10, 2019 by @croccin-champagne

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Alex raised his hand to punch her, but just as he was about to, someone stopped him, causing him to growl and take a step back.

"Aw, come on." Cammy complained, looking up at the other student. A big guy with a concerned look on his face, a yellow bandana keeping his hair back. Hunk. "I can take a punch, thanks. And from him, it'd easily be the worst damn punch."

"Wow, could your ego get any bigger? A punch from you would be like a tap, at least I'd give you a black eye." Alex rolled his eyes, taking another step back, glaring at both Hunk and Cammy.

"I'll believe it when I see it." Cammy said, rolling her eyes at the apologetic look Hunk was giving Alex. She would have already left, if Alex wasn't right about one thing. She was a Cargo Pilot. And the only way to go up, would be to show up.

“Well if it wasn’t for your friend here you would see it,” Alex glared a little at Hunk before tubing his back and walking away without a second glance.

It had been loud, and big, the crash. That was one of the few things Cammy knew for sure, and it was the thing Hunk kept repeating over and over again. All the way out to the crash site, and the entire time Pidge fucked with his electronic shit.

"Anything?" Cammy asked, turning to look at the small boy in the green hoodie. They had both taken to ignoring Hunk for the time being, although Cammy had handed him one of the chocolates she kept on her for his common panickings. "What the hell is this thing?"

He’d felt the crash more so then actually see it. After getting kicked out/dropping out of the Garrison Alex had been alone since but he didn’t mind. He’d felt these weird… signals, like a pulsing drawing him to something yet couldn’t figure out what exactly it was. This crash might have the answers he needed.

He hopped onto his hover bike, pulling his goggles over his eyes and set off, speeding in the direction of the crash sight. No one could stop him, and for that he was thankful as fuck.

"Nothing yet. Just a lot of weird signals." Pidge pushed his large circular glasses further up his nose, studying the screen of his laptop closely.

"I gotta say, this is way more exciting than stealing booze from the staff lounge." Cammy said, rifling around her drawstring bag for the flask she had put in there.

The bike couldn’t go faster, but maybe that was a good thing as he came to a stop behind a large boulder when he noticed people in hazard suits walking out, carrying, “Shiro…” He breathed, eyes widening as he watched them take him away.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Alex was after them shortly after, pushing his bike as fast as it could go.

"Who was that?" Hunk asked, pointing at the bike chasing after the slow as hell Garrison cargo truck.

"Dios mio, I'd know that technique anywhere." Cammy, who had found the flask, said as she looked up. What the hell was Alex doing here, and what was in that truck he wanted so bad? "Bikes, come on. I wanna know what the fuck that asshole is doing."

The truck pulled into a large, what looked to be a holding facility, carrying Shiro out. Alex parked the bike, removing the goggles and pulling up his jacket so it covered the lower half of his face. He snuck in, keeping to the shadows.

It was a few minutes before he finally found his old friend, his brother, again. And with a metal arm at that. The hells is going on?

“The Galra! They’re coming, you have to warn people.” Shiro pulled at the restraints, his arm glowing a faint purple.

The other men in the room seemed shocked to say the least, and that’s when Alex attacked.

"You two wait here." Cammy hissed at her friends, before taking a swig from the flask and tucking it into her back pocket. She was an idiot, and well aware of it. But her friends weren't going to get injured because of her own rivalry. She slipped into the facility, steps completely silent as she avoided Garrison officials.

Alex was well aware of the cameras that caught the entire attack. The scientists or whatever they were were knocked out cold, thanks to him and he was quickly working on untying Shiro. Man it was nice to see him again, even if he looked like a mess but he remembered him, that’s all that mattered.

“I’ll get you out of here Shiro, I promise.” He muttered, slinging his arm round his shoulder.

Somebody had been busy, Cammy decided, as she stepped into the room. "Santa mierda. ¿Eso es Shiro?" She spoke up suddenly, stepping over an unconscious scientist and tossing one of Shiro's arms over her own shoulder. "And what the hell are you doing here?"

Alex frowned at Cammy, his okay mood plummeted so fast it was unreal, “Rescuing my friend, what does it look like. What are you doing here?” He replied, starting to make his way out of the room, trying to avoid the scientists as best he could.

"Seeing what the hell was going on." Cammy shot back, pointing down one of the hallways. "There are three of them the way you're going, try down here." The lights in the facility shut off, and she grinned. Thanks, Pidgey.

Alex looked down the hall and squinted into the darkness and the scientists that were fumbling around. Frowning, he nodded, leading them down the way that Cammy pointed, “My bike isn’t too far away, it’ll get us out of here quickly.”

"About that. I'm not alone." Cammy chuckled a bit awkwardly, jerking her head in the direction of the lights. "Couldn't do that on my own." Alex would have no idea who Pidge was, and would probably barely recognize Hunk.