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The Skies have no Limit
Piemanlives:
Alex
"That's it, I've had enough of this."
One of the spectators saw him draw a sword and march up to the bank door and push aside the militia man trying to batter it down, it was kind of a surprising sight. Slamming the sword into the door wrenching it open he stormed in and a series of gun shots followed.
--Inside the bank--
Alex
"Alright that's enough, now surrender, I have a withdrawal to make."
For the bank robbers it was a rather menacing sight, one thing was this man was holding a sword, the fact that there was another on his hip was another. The fact that he was facing them was also terrifying. Phillip scurried out and surrendered to the waiting militia, Travis on the other hand quietly laid down his weapon and sat down. Dominic was another thing all together, he was this close to the loot and he wasn't going to give it up that easily.
Dominic
"Screw you buster!"
He took a few pot shots at Alex however his shaking hands caused him to miss all of his shots but one, hitting an unwitting bystander in the chest.
Alex
"Right then time to-"
Just as he was going to make this moment worth while the entire militia unit outside came rushing in. Subduing Dominic and cuffing Travis, they seemed to be ignoring the wounded bystander bleeding out behind them. Alex being the man he his picked him up and began walking to the nearest medical station in the city.
Mill Wilkinson:
--- Quote from: Plasmarobo on June 27, 2013, 08:03:28 pm ---Plasma
"Alright, let's get this cargo unloaded. I'll see if I can't find a return cargo job. Add a bit to the margins. Mind fueling up the ship."
--- End quote ---
Wilkinson whistled and helped the others to carry the cargo out. "Why did they attack us back there?" Wilkinson thought, still remembering the small heartstop when the distance-adjustment hadn't worked before he yanked it a little with a spanner. "I mean, seriously, a Junker, heavily armed and with no visible or obvious cargo."
He lit another cigarette and sat on the railing after the last piece was moved. "Could you guys take care of the fueling? I seriously have to check and clean the guns before the dirt and residue sticks in."
Gryphos:
Gareth
"I'll take care of it."
He went about fuelling the engines while Roc thought it would be a good idea to sit on Gareth's head throughout the entire operation. Although Gareth knew that resistance against the bird would be futile and just continued to fuel the ship, creating what would seem to others to be a slightly hilarious image, and what seemed to Gareth as just another example of bird dominance.
Plasmarobo:
Plasma walks into a small shack by the edge of the docks as soon as the boxes are unloaded.
He nods at the old man behind the counter, they pass some documents and he glances at the bounty board, casually asking the man about any jobs bound for Cathedral. There are none.
He returns to the dock as the fueling is finished, glances at his crew.
Plasma
"How 'bouts we grab a drink and a bite while we're here? Might find someone bound for our city."
Gareth
"Alright."
Mill
"The guns are clean, why not?"
The little group climbed down from the airdock and found themselves in a quaint little forest town.
Low buildings, trees everywhere. One particular building sports a sign claiming food and lodging. It is this structure they head for.
The group shares a meal, some drinks, and generally is satisfied.
Plasma looks around the tavern. There are very few customers. He sighs.
Plasma
"Looks like we're going home empty then. Alright folks, let's get back on that airship".
He stands, and starts to head back to the airdock.
BdrLineAzn:
--Cathedral Merchant District--
Courage and BdrLine watches on as they see Alex drew one of his swords and walk towards and inside the building. A few minutes pass and voices and gunfire can be heard.
Captain
"Shots fired, Leming get your guys in there."
Militia Man
"Yes sir. Move, move, move."
Quickly they entered and out with the two robbers in cuffs. As the scene dies down, a pair of men goes to the crowd and starts to direct them away.
Militia Man
"Alright go on your day people, nothing to see anymore. Move along, Move along."
Courage and BdrLine moves with the leaving crowd, and from the corner of their eyes, they see a transfer truck where the Militia places the three robbers.
BdrLine
"Hmm what a day huh?"
Courage
"Eh Charles and I could have done that better ourselves."
BdrLine
"Like the time you were guarding me and scrambled to get away when i spotted the both of you."
Courage
"You know what, shut up."
This made BdrLine laugh and he pats Courage on the back.
BdrLine
"Just messing with ya, but still you guys weren't that secretive."
Courage
"Or how about the time you went crazy and ran through Anvala and we tackled you down."
Now it was Courage's turn to laugh as NdrLine goes silent as he goes back to that day.
BdrLine
"My defense, it was my sister's doing."
Courage
"Okay, riiight your 'sister'. "
They continue to walk and throw verbal jabs at each other, trying up the other.
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