Sensing Jay's mental presence, Phoenix put up the strongest mental barrier she could muster.
She sighed. Addi wasn't answering. Should she check on her…?
"What are we going to do?" she mumbled, rubbing her face. "We aren't equipt for any of this."
“So do we have a plan?”
Phoenix sighed, "No, we don't. We don't have enough supplies, or the proper supplies for that matter, to handle this. We are out gunned, out numbered, and we have no plan. We're screwed."
“We are,” Lucille agreed.
Jay frowned. "Maybe we could pretend to be captured and then escape to get the satellite?"
"Yes," Phoenix said sarcastically. "Because it would be so easy to escape the fortress of the most powerful intelligent beings in this part of the galaxy!"
She sighed for what seemed the millionth time, "Sorry, Jay, that was harsh. I just think this is near impossible the more I dwell on it."
(DONT LET THIS RP DIE)
(idk exactly how to continue? like idk if we're supposed to be going to the palace or not)
(Same though.)
(I was thinking we could? and have a face off??? if y'all want)
(idk, up to you guys)
(HI)
(OmG NATASHA YOu’RE ALIVE!)
(Woah Shin, you’ve changed your user and pro pic. .-.)
(yes I have)
(Lol yes I'm alive but busy so I'm probably not going to be back for a while.)
(Aw.)
(this died so long ago but I miss it)
(Omg, I remember this… :O)
(Ah, memories)
(I miss it too…)