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The first time Anwei had visited the vehicle bays, she'd been in too much of a hurry to really appreciate the sight. She'd scanned the rows upon rows of machines with a single hungry thought: which of these can I recognize, where is something that can give me a clue about getting out of here?
Now she was more relaxed; she'd had time to consider the situation. She was here for the foreseeable future, and she didn't want to leave without making sure all her debts were paid. That is, if she was going to be leaving here at all.
She was looking for Zouichi's motorcycle and Fuyu, but also taking the time to appreciate the sheer variety of inventory: ground vehicles ranging from treaded tanks the size of her foot to massive haulers that could move a space shuttle, craft designed for land and water and heavy atmosphere transit, and others she couldn't even guess the function of. The roof was high enough that there were no echoes, only a low mutter of reflected sound. There were other people here, striding along with purpose or just strolling as she was.
[[OOC: Anwei's looking for Fuyu, but feel free to stop & chat with her.]] | | |
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If one had ran into Spider-Man recently, they would notice he was feeling a bit like crap. He hated to have found and brought Merlin into custody, but at the same time it was the law of the ship. Now, granted, he hated the rule of "all past deeds don't count here", because what's to stop madmen like Norman Osborn from showing up and doing something that ends up killing people all because everyone decided to give blank slates?
"Okay, granted, I'm all for second chances and all - and I've given plenty in my time - but I swear, I feel like a real heel having to drag that kid to the brig." Spidey said. "I mean, he helped someone, got them free... and the nutcase regained control and is using all of us as his playthings just because of the law!" He let out a sigh and looked back at his companion.
The Statue of Liberty.
"I mean, you're lucky - you get to stand here, looking all over us with your Super-Sized Sylvester Stallone statue protecting you..." he pointed to the accompanying Statue of Justice. "...while I gotta deal everyone being unhappy because everyone's on edge over something!"
He shook his head as he leaned back on his perch on Liberty's arm.
"Seriously, all I need now is J.J. to show up and start blaming me for everything!"
Man, right about now, I'd kill to have Johnny show up... | | |
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Marriage. Talking to people about shopping, listening to people arguing about artifacts. Aside from buying food and stuff for Ruffnut and some tie with Sasami and Negi, the trip had been a whole lot of nothing for her. She'd secretly been hoping for a fight, an Ohm encounter, SOMETHING to give her some fire. To have been reigned back by protocol and conversations and matrimony...it was like she'd picked the booby prize.
So a run in the Sensorium was just what the doctor ordered. She was running on the roof of a city and then jumping to another, finding it was easier to do than it had been in months: evidently, her new items and her training with Overlord Zetta was paying off. With the magical help from Negi too,s he found a use for magic in her fighting, a way to make things a little cleaner.
Not that she always planned to be clean, as she burst through the window of the D'Amico residence, guns in her hands, a look of pure blood lust in her eyes. She remembered this scene before: she was scared at first, there had been so many men and so much firepower, one stupid move would have resulted in her brains and various limbs on the floor. This time, however, she, came at them with full force, and her speed came in a blur, as she discovered with glee that their reaction time was SHIT compared to her own, and even shooting at her avoidable when she could switch the air currents and ricochet it back at them. By the time she arrived in D'Amico's room, she had spots of blood on her, and a determined look on her face. The scene behind her was a blood mess of bodies and missing limbs.
"I'm back bitch, she said. "Now let's see if you can take me out like you did before." | | |
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Allenby yanked the last of the wires out of Nobel Gundam's cockpit with a grunt and dropped them on the floor. She straightened up, looking down at the pile of circuits, transmitters, and wires that had once been the Berserker System.
"Sorry, Doctor Belliman," she said. "I know you spent a long time makin' this and all, but it never was any good." She did feel bad about that. The doctor was a nice guy, for all she hated his invention. But she doubted he'd disagree if he knew about this.
...Though he might disagree with this bit. She brought her foot up and slammed it down hard, and was rewarded with a very satisfying crunch. That was it for the Berserker System. Picking up the remains, she stomped out onto the cockpit door and looked around. "Anyone out there watch out!" she yelled, before hurling the pieces as hard as she could. She was a model of responsible Gundam maintenance, absolutely. | | |
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Ran through the City? Check.
Hung around Hydroponics? Check.
What else is a hedgehog to do in between on-planet missions? If anything, pretty much hang around the Sensoriums. At the moment, he's found himself recreating a simple beach, kicking back in a beach chair with an umbrella giving him plenty of shade (hey, he's only a four-foot tall hedgehog! What did you expect?)
"Can't say ya can't blame me for trying...!" Sonic said to himself, just enjoying the sounds of it all. | | |
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There are many places a kid shouldn't wander around in.
One of those places is the hangar.
Sasami had gotten a bit curious about the hangar and what was inside it, prompting her to head in and take a look around. Granted, she wanted to do so long ago, attempting to find her old ship, but things had gotten hectic and she had completely forgotten about it. Did it really matter much now? Probably not, but it would be nice to have something from home.
Wandering around the hangar, she had started to feel a bit intimidated - cars and motorcycles are one thing, but X-Wings and Gundams and Zords and all that? Seeing them larger than life made them awe-inspiring and just a bit scary... | | |
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