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Entry tags:
- !plot: at the mountains of madness,
- batman,
- billy cranston,
- brenda,
- dustin silver,
- erwin fischer,
- fate testarossa harlaown,
- fletcher tringham,
- hellion,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kang,
- katara,
- kaylee frye,
- lash,
- lex luthor,
- loren,
- lyle norg,
- miku hinasaki,
- plays-in-traffic,
- renne,
- robert donovan,
- robin,
- rtas 'vadum,
- russel tringham,
- samus aran,
- sawyer,
- sheeana,
- sofia mantega,
- stature,
- steve burnside,
- supergirl,
- superman,
- toph,
- yoshimi ito
The Battle That Ended The Century
People say that war is hell. This looked it.
Buildings and cars and bodies are scattered like broken toys as far as the eye can see, stretching out toward a dirty horizon. Even the clouds seems streaked with mud and blood, and they're taking it out on everyone below with a constant stream of cold, soaking rain.
The sounds of fighting seem to come from all directions, but at this moment, there's no one else in sight.
A breather. The calm before the storm.
[[OOC: This is for everyone who was involved with "The Lurking Fear". Questions go to Milo or Kaylin.]]
Buildings and cars and bodies are scattered like broken toys as far as the eye can see, stretching out toward a dirty horizon. Even the clouds seems streaked with mud and blood, and they're taking it out on everyone below with a constant stream of cold, soaking rain.
The sounds of fighting seem to come from all directions, but at this moment, there's no one else in sight.
A breather. The calm before the storm.
[[OOC: This is for everyone who was involved with "The Lurking Fear". Questions go to Milo or Kaylin.]]
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"who are you? Can you get me out of here somehow?" he asks.
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Chirrup. Carefully, the oddity crawls closer toward this voice. Now mind, he's sniffing like a hound and his ears are going all a-twitch. Once he's close enough, the first thing he does is give the man a sniff. No, he's not trying to make eye contact or anything like that so sniffing's his way of learning who's who.
"Bee hell-p too, Rrrr-enne kno-w."
Shame it doesn't dawn on him to clarify who "Bee" is.
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"Hey," he greets Renne and Booth, nodding to the latter. "What's the situation?"
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"Who's Bee?"
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A blush. And then, soon as he hears Billy? Out comes a squeak.
"Eeee! Bee, hee-rrre!"
And a hand/paw comes up to try and "point" in the Human geek's direction. His voice sounds quite filleed with pride even in just clarifying who "Bee" is.
"Tha-t be Bee."
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"And I'm Jamie, and the wee blue beastie is Renne, I think. Billy can answer ye better on that than I can."
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"I think I've seen him before, on here someplace." he says. Billy isn't in talking range yet, but he looks familiar.
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"Eee. Is yeu hurrr-ted?"
Then his ears give a twitch and his nose another sniff. Another Human. A flash of wary guard skitters across his skin in a thin amber line.
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Instead, he slowly pulls himself into an upright position - careful not to be seen above the top of the trench. He's quiet about it, but in an unguarded moment, the pain the motion costs him is reflected in his eyes.
The flash of color on Renne doesn't mean anything to him, however, so he doesn't know that the wee blue beastie is wary of his arrival. Now that he's in a more-or-less comfortable position, he's more concerned with what's going on with the battle.
"Have ye seen a lot of movement from the enemy here?" Jamie hopes not. He'd dearly love to rest for a moment.
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The other man asks about what they might have seen. "Not much movement, negative." He's slipping back into his army mentality more and more. "I'm hearing them a lot more than I'm seeing anything."
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He carefully peers over the top of the trench, just to make sure. It's true - there's not much in the way of movement right now, although he can hear the roars of the T-Rex and weapons fire off in the distance.
Ducking back down, he says, "I'm not sure just how big the battlefield is but since there's more of us now, we could scout about and see if we can find where it ends."
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He doesn't say much, just offers the three gents a chirp. Already Renne's ears flick forward.
He's been in wars before. The strange, eerie, crazy and utterly somehow wonderful thing is that this time he isn't alone. It still shakes Renne to the core, that.
Still, down to business.
A few deep breaths later, his skin darkens. Beyond that of night sky and without much of a shine. Such an appearance lends to a perhaps creepy semi-transparency as he crawls over the ground.
He's good at not being heard.
Now might be a time to try and go forward without being seen.
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If anything of their emotions can be transferred at this distance, Bee will be transmitting worry for Renne's safety. Looking back at the ditch, he gives Jamie and Booth a questioning look---do they want to go the other way?