forum Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

Started January 24, 2019 by @Mr.Misfit

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Brella shook her head, "Too much distance. We'll be dead as soon as they pick us up on camera."

"Hell, we are gonna be dead if we don't do anything anyway! Plus I might be able to take out the cameras, and silently."
Crisp pulls out a silencer out his bag, who knows how he got it. He puts it on his rifle.

"A fool-proof plan, Crisp," Brella mocked, "I suppose you took marksmanship in a Dominant acadamy? Silent doesn't matter anyways. They've heard us by now, the car didn't crash quiet."

She rolled her eyes and pointed out where the cameras would be when they ran, "'Round the corner of the control building, we'll have about three looking over the ship. As soon as they see us, auto-railguns will pick us off."

She ran into the civvie ship and told the old man he was clear for liftoff, then came back down, "We won't have all that long."

The thrusters of the ship began to roar.

Kepler watches and listens as they talk about the ships and forget about her. She watches Crisp put a silencer on his rifle and waits. She wasn't going to let herself get bullied by a group of people trying to get the last military ship. She slips away from the grip and stays to the fence, moving slowly and making the slightest movements to get a bit closer to the ship. When Crisp pulls the trigger she was gonna make a run for it since she had a bit of a head start.

"You don't have to get sarcastic."
Crisp looks around the corner, lines up a shot, fires, and repeat; till the 3 cameras are down. He also sees Kepler run towards the ship
"…What is she doing? She's gonna get herself killed!"
Crisp faceplams.

Kepler gets a burst of speed and starts heading to the ship. She sees the cameras go down one by on with each step she takes and she opens the ship door. She was completely unprepared for trying to operate the shape because all she saw were buttons and levers with no instruction.

Brella ran after, caught in the thrill and excitement, but her injury to her leg caught up to her and she fell over, wincing in pain. The pain turned to anger, and the anger nearly turned to blasting her only way offworld to shreds.

Brella drew her gun, overcharged it with her wings, and fired at the woman who had shown up before, aiming for her legs. Instead, she blasted the bottom edge of the ramp onto the ship, and it tore a nice chip into it.

She began to lose nerself a little in the blood loss. Her vision darkened.

"Brella!" Griffin rushes to her limp body. "C'mon Brell, wake up" His voice had a tone of hopelessness to it. "I said WAKE UP, GODDAMMIT!!!"

"Huh? " Brella muttered, blinking and attmpting to feel down to her leg, which felt wet and slack compared to the rest of her, "oh, when did that happen?"

She sat up, reached lazily into her jacket and pulled out a bandage, "Go deal with our cruel, cruel guest. Your dinosaur friend's got me."

She set to work on her leg, trying to feel it out despite not having enough blood to actually feel her leg.

Crisp runs back for Brella.
"I heard you say dinosaur friend, your lucky your injured, or i'd injure you myself." Crisp starts to help patch up her leg, pulling out some gauze and bandage.

"Oh, bloody hell, cut that out and just carry me!" Brella complained as Crisp set to work, "Don't we gotta get going?"

Brella shivered all of a sudden, and she set to work bandaging up her arm, "Someone turn on the sun, please?"

After he finishes bandaging her. Crisp picks her up and carries her. "Hopefully neither of them took the ship, and also you can take my Jacket as soon as you get that arm fixed up, if you need it."
He carefully runs over to the ship, dodging detection as well as he can while holding Brella.

Kepler directs her attention to the bullet that was just shot her way but ended up in the ship. Whew I'm glad I wasn't there. She turns back to the controls and just doesn't know what to do. She steps out the vehicle but keeps close watch on the doors to make sure no one tries to pull a fast one and steal it. "Okay, I'll make a deal with you guys." She says, taking out her gun and crossing her arms for extra safety measures.

Crisp gives him a intense stare. "You better put that gun away, just get on the damn ship. Traitor." Crisp get on the ship, sitting Brella at the control seat, and pulling out his .45. Closely watching Kepler.

"We we're never fully friends." Kepler notes while hopping back into the ship. She put her gun in the front pocket while she went to take a seat before placing her hand on it to make sure no one takes it.

"Your lucky if I don't fuckin shoot ya." You can tell he is seriously pissed; He's still holding the .45 as well.

"She's lucky if I don't kill her" Griffin grumbles, his hands on the handles of his two handguns.

(oh your on)
"Exactly."

"Brella, do you know how to fly this thing, if you can do that in your condition?" Griffin keeps his eye on the newcomer (Kepler).

Kepler feels the tension in the vehicle as the two glare daggers at her. She sits back unscathed and just looks back at them as if she doesn't have a care in the world.

Brella nodded, reached into her pocket, and pulled out the hackbug, "This'll break the encryption for the ship's authorization locks. I can learn the rest in a minute or two."

She looks at Keplar and smiles, "So you're that anxious to get back to the Coalition, huh? Didn't know they hired assassins who disregard fellow rebels."

She tapped at Crisp, hoping to be let down.

"Uhh, their trying something new." Kepler replied fast, looking out to the front. She couldn't wait to leave the planet and return back home but there were a couple of obstacles in her way to getting there.