Roleplay

@Vellatrix

The longer the female talked, the more annoyed Zarak became. Many times he tried counting in his head, but it didn't seem to work because he still wanted to strangle the **** out of the woman. Silently he watched her whole little show of rolling on her counters and wondered if the female was a bit touched in the head. It would be a lie to say he didn't have some naughty thoughts when the female's hair unraveled and dangled just in reach, but at the same time, they were being tinged with violent urges as well. When she finally blessed him by shutting her trap, he only glared at her hand before crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow at her.

"I've never used a weapon in my life woman, nor do I plan to start now." Pausing in thought, he looked back at the door where Engel was waiting. "Actually I might be in need of some blades..." He murmured under his breath. "Before we get into that though, I want my girl in here, now." His voice came out as a rumbling growl towards the end, but he didn't mean for it to happen. Being away from Engel without knowing she was safe made his stomach do funny things the longer he was away from her.



Biting her bottom lip in slight worry, Engel pressed her back harder into the building behind her. Her eyes flickered between the numerous amount of people that walked passed her without a passing glance. Usually, she was one who enjoyed a large volume of people around her that she could talk to, but that was not the case this time. Everyone before her seemed too busy to do anything besides rush off to their business of some sort.

Sighing softly, she looked back at the area Zarak disappeared to and wished he would hurry back. Being alone too long reminded her of a time she never liked to think about. When she was on her own and never knew when another meal would come by, a time she was ready to do anything just for a scrap of bread. Feeling tears prickle her eyes, she quickly rubbed them away and smacked her cheeks to distract herself with the pain.

"That's enough of that Engel! We are better now, and have Zarak as our new family. There is no need for tears anymore because we are a big girl." Giving herself a pep talk, she clenched her tiny fist in determination to not feel pity for herself.

Looking about with renewed vigor, she decided to prove that she was better now and stronger than before. Thinking about how she could accomplish such a task, a sudden thought hit her. Zarak and anyone would be super impressed if she found that clan building they have been looking for! Pumped and ready to take down the world, Engel clapped her hands together merrily before running down the street and out of sight.

((I did this as fast as I could so that Engel wouldn't get kidnapped cause then I'd have to introduce him faster than I needed to @Foxbrush . I fixed my post.))

Avlyn had just let out a wide smirk as she cracked her knuckles without needing the help of another hand. She cracked each individual joint in the hand that she held out for shaking. She placed her palms together facing forward, right in front of her mouth. She let a chuckle escape her lips as she stared at him. Her hair blowing around in a place with no wind, moving like fire. “All you had to do was ask.”
She remembered the feeling of the girl who was outside, yet she was running away from the wind. The radius that she was from her reach wasn’t far, so she was able to pull her back towards the building. Carefully of course, she avoided the people who were in the way. She pulled her inside the shop with the and shut the door quickly. She coughed slightly and rubbed her forehead. She looked at Engel and bent down to look at her straight in the eye. “Now sweetie, next time don’t run it makes my job a bit more harder. You know this city is quite a big place with not an exact map to help you fly through it.”

She stood up straight and made her way back to her main counter. She climbed up and lied down for a while, seeming to take a ten second power nap before waking up all of a sudden. Rubbing her eyes, she noticed that they were still there. “Oh! Right I almost forgot. I brought you guys in here, best if I help you get to where you need to go. Sorry if I seem kinda out of it, I haven’t slept well in years. I’m always moving around, you know.” Bending backward to pick something from a cabinet that was under the display, she pulled out a map. Getting off the counter, she opened the map and beckoned the two to look at it. The image faded from a location deep in a Mexican City from the place where they were at in New York. “This map isn’t for sale, but you can take a look at it to help you find where your going. It has every single location labelled and-” Pausing as she tapped on the map where the Dragon Keep was and showed a hologram display of how the keep looked like from the outside. The small, leaning, three story building with a multitude of painted signs that were hung or nailed up, the big sign with a curled up Dragon around a house. Smiling, she tapped the location and it hide again. “It shows how it looks like in a smaller hologram version. It even has my location, which is a surprise considering that my place flies everywhere in the world. Anyway, it’s best if you find which way you need to go, and I’ll help you get there. But there is one thing you can do for me. . . After all, you guys are my customers as well and I always do this with customers!” Looking at two of them, she giggled with joy. “It’s been a while since I had a customer, but here’s the deal. You both can try and guess my eye colour, if you do get it correct then you guys can get a free item here in the shop!” Her blue and green eyes stared at the two as she rejoiced over the game. No one has gotten close to figuring out her eye colour. Ever since she started the business, no one has ever got the exact colour. Maybe she was cheating since it was two specific colours that she figured out only a few months ago when she was up in the north, but it was still fine. She let out a grin as she tapped her nails in a pattern on the counter. “I will not give you a limit to how many colours it is, you can ask one yes or no question each. The last rule is that I will not take greenish blue or bluish green as an answer. So take your shot and see if you hit the the bullseye!”

Jett

The young man pushed the bottle away with his sleeve, not so inclined to touch it with his bare hands. "Still not much of the drinking type, Jax, but thank you," he said as a means of polite decline. "He mentioned that once, said you were a pain in the *** for a while, but then when everything started going up in flames you, and I quote, 'finally started getting your priorities straight'. Believe me, I'm sure he warmed up to you when you stopped his dragon from going on a rampage." He seemed to go quiet for a moment there before uttering a quiet chuckle. "Heh... interstellar dragon slayers... You're lucky you never ended up in Valenth. You wouldn't have gotten out of that place with your skin on the outside," he quipped humorously, instinctively brushing a hand along the quill badge at the mention of that particular subject before reaching for the radio as it was offered to him.

"Getting cold feet then? Well, I guess I could try to call him up. I mean, the guy and his two pals saved my life years ago and I in turn kept him alive on an alien planet, so you could say we've got a mutual respect at least..." Still, he seemed a bit hesitant. This radio looked like it was about to crumble apart in his hands. He knew by now this group's technology was often far more advanced than it looked, but... seriously, Jax needed to be more careful with his stuff.

Holding the radio up close, he pressed the button to begin sending the transmission, hoping the old veteran still had the receiving device on hand.

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Rhett

The base just seemed to give off a really unsettling aura to it today. Rhett couldn't quite put his finger on just what it was specifically, just, so many small details seemed off... and then the man in black showed up and claimed he was here on the business of the president. Well, now the uneasiness all made more sense. Nothing ever felt right when he was involved... He still couldn't quite grasp how he got the job in the first place, but then, he was still wondering how his predecessor got the job considering her own lack of qualifications, but... well, he wasn't one for speaking ill of the dead. That aside, Rhett could sense Gronk's distrust and frustration, and he couldn't blame the guy, much as he hoped he wouldn't do anything rash.

"So there's finally someone doing something about that crash. I don't mean to offend, but you fellas seemed to be taking your sweet time getting that together. No guards, no signs, no roadblocks, nothing to divert passersby from the scene? You're just asking for the site to be tampered with in that condition! And don't even get me started with this BS Darbi finger-pointing. Aside from location, what other evidence do you have that justifies suspicion of anyone from the Darbi clan? They've done nothing but support and protect humanity since their arrival. To claim they would callously destroy a manned aircraft and murder its occupant in cold blood is a mighty damn big claim indeed, sir." Rhett was likely starting to sound rather confrontation by that point, much more so than he usually was. Much of Gronk's fury was clearly affecting the human's temperament.

He was about to grill this anonymous agent further when he heard a beeping noise in his back pocket... an uncommon but familiar sound. Was he really calling now of all times? What even for? He'd figured Jax would've lost his part of the radio by now... Awkwardly, Rhett turned away from the man with the classified name and pulled out the radio, holding it close as he wasn't intending to let any particular eavesdroppers listen in.

"Uh... Hello?" he muttered with uncertainty.

"Ah... Mr. Ryder? That you?" a voice emanated in response. That definitely wasn't Jax... but it sure as hell sounded familiar anyways.

"Wait... Jett? That you, kid? What's going on?" he asked, really not expecting to hear back from the young science whiz, certainly not in these circumstances.

"Oh, cool, you still have the device... Nice to hear from you again, sir... Uh... I'm sorry I'm just suddenly contacting you like this out of the blue and all, but... Well, another old pal of yours wanted to pay a visit, spotted something fishy he wants to talk to you about in person, but he couldn't get the nerve to talk to you himself about it... You-know-who, of course."

Rhett had to stifle a chuckle at that. Jax was the same as ever apparently. Still, this really was an awkward time for this to happen...

"Uh... I mean, if he wants to drop by he can, but... We might kinda have a situation of our own over here... Honestly I probably shouldn't even be talking for too long... We're still at the usual spot in the Mojave, just be careful, alright?"

"Wait, what do you mean? Situation how?" Jett asked, but Rhett didn't want to risk dragging the conversation any further.

"Not a good time, I'll tell you when you get here," he replied, putting the radio away and merely turning back around as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry about that. Had to take a call."

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Atticus/Sawyer

Atticus merely gave a sheepish sort of shrug at Kara's initial response to their plan. She pointed out what they certainly knew already, that the consequences of getting caught were... unpleasant at best. But to both his and Sawyer's surprise, she was willing to go along with it. Sure, Atticus knew Kara was a helpful sort, she was almost certainly a huge factor to his keeping this job in the first place, definitely one of the few in this clan truly on his side along with Tiamat of course. Still, to actually participate in this little scheme of theirs... Well clearly he needed to be all the more appreciative of what she was willing to do for them.

Sawyer quickly gave a nod in affirmation as he followed Arank into the building, staying close to the dragon, clearly concerned about his well-being, as that 'headache' was definitely not looking to be getting any better... He'd dare say Arank looked a lot worse now that they were at the tower entrance. Something was certainly amiss for this to be happening to the guy... but of course he tried to pass it off as little to worry about. Sawyer knew better, but he also knew Arank wasn't one to be all forthcoming about his condition with just anyone. He'd have to make sure the dragon didn't end up collapsing or anything while they were investigating.

Atticus was hesitant on staying outside, but Kara's reasoning was sound. If he wasn't at his post, that would raise far more suspicion. As Tiamat held him close and kissed him, he made sure to return the gesture before their lips pulled away. He felt the same feeling of elation as always when they kissed, it was something he knew for a fact would never get old. He felt like he could face down an army of demons just to experience this again and again... and truth be told he'd gotten pretty close in that regard before.

"I hope you're right... Just, whatever happens in there, y'know... look after yourself, alright? I know, I say it all the time but... Just, this time especially, please... be careful, Tiamat... Something strange is happening here... I'm not about to stand by and let things get out of hand the way they did back then... but whatever happens, I have faith in you," he said, merely gazing back at her for a moment before gently pulling her into a hug. Upon letting her go from the embrace, he looked back up to Sawyer before he disappeared from view. "You be careful too, man," he said, and Sawyer seemed to give him a relaxed sort of salute in acknowledgement before continuing on his way.

MIRA

Mira had looked around as they walked along the sidewalk. It was all interesting as she looked through the windows of the different shops and stores. She didn't get out very much at least to go out and look at what the humans had for sale and too eat. Getting into a small diner she followed him to a more or less secluded corner table. 'Surely there must be a reason he chose this location.' She thought to herself as she looked across the table as they patiently waited for a server to arrive.

After he took out a ribbon she stared at it. In addition to his face and the ribbon there was no way it could be questioned he is in some way attached to her past. She then took her eyes off the ribbon and looked back up at his face trying to remember who he was. "All I remember is waking up on a riverbank. I don't even remember when I woke up. It is not a good feeling not knowing your past."

Sawyer

Sawyer thought he'd stepped into some demented Tolkien-esque dimension upon getting a good look at the interiors of the tower. It certainly had a very... grim personality to it, putting it very mildly. The skeletons in particular seemed terribly unsanitary, not to mention the fact that their presence at all was an unnerving sight to behold, especially if they were as real as they appeared.

He stayed quiet for the most part as they went up the stairs and into the dining hall, though that last comment Kara made seemed to definitely strike a nerve. He nonetheless held his tongue until she left the three of them to their own devices for the time being. After which he clearly needed to get something off his chest.

"Okay, I'm just gonna come right out and say this... I reckon I don't get what makes my coat so strange when there are goddamned decomposed CORPSES just laying around in this building like decorations! I'd think an old jacket might be just a little less jarrin' to deal with! Seriously, do some people request their dead to just be tossed in the hallways to rot, or are these guys a different case altogether?" He quickly got a hold of himself after that brief rant, shaking his head to force off the unsettling feelings.

"Sorry... never mind, that ain't as important right now, messed up as it is... If you just wanna tell us whatever you know about Zermack, yeah, every little bit ought'a count I'd think. I mean, unless I'm mistaken, we all had a run-in with the man a couple years ago, but that whole situation was so messed up and things were happenin' so quickly that so much of it is just a big ol' blur... I just remember the guy had... just a bunch of cages and crap like that, seemed like he was performin' experiments or somethin' on dragons... I mean, just that alone made him pretty damn untrustworthy..."

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Atticus

With the rest of the party disappearing into the unfathomably large tower, Atticus merely sighed and went back to his post, standing guard, observing for any passers-by that might be showing an interest in foolishly trying to enter out of sheer curiosity. This was one of the absolute biggest cities in the world, plenty of tourists were certain to not know of the strict regiment Tiemeth and his clan upheld. He'd prefer these people not get incinerated or otherwise disappear under mysterious circumstances. It all just reminded him of how much of a risk it was letting Sawyer in there... He sincerely hoped Kara knew what she was doing. Generally she did, she was a very wise and experienced woman after all, but she was still human, still not infallible. Hopefully this wasn't going to be one of those rare moments where she might make an error in judgement, for the entire group's sake.

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Rhett

Rhett merely looked at Gronk for a moment, uncertainty clear in his eyes, before glancing back to the suit with further distrust. Red flags were going up in droves in his mind at this guy's intentions. Still, they couldn't just do nothing and complacently allow suspicion of the Darbi clan to continue. No, that clan was pretty much the man's family by this point, he couldn't allow them to suffer the consequences of... whoever or whatever killed that poor jet pilot.

"Guess we ought to at least give it a shot, Gronk... No way am I letting any of these people continue to muck up the Darbi's reputation, not on my watch," Rhett said to the dragon, motioning for them to both walk away from the other human. "We'll be sure to report whatever evidence we find... sir. We trust you'll remain true to your word as well."

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Jett

"So there's more to this than we initially thought..." Jett murmured, getting up and pacing about a little as he let Jax's words compute in his mind, ruminating over just what these findings could truly infer. "Ships with unknown cargo... Honestly from what I've heard I wouldn't be surprised if this was all some secret detainment center... though I shudder to think for who and what in particular..." He walked over to where Jax was at that, looking him squarely in the eyes.

"None of us hope it's gonna be another one of those... None of us with stable minds at least. Still, you cannot deny we might be heading in that direction. All this suspicious activity, coming from a human leader no less. If it gets out that he's doing something to harm dragons, innocent or otherwise, with some inhumane practices, that'll indubitably be the spark of another attack from anyone still thinking along the same point of view as Garvus. Worse... it might inspire further rebellion, humanity could very well alienate itself from more dragons than just that old tyrant's lackeys. Civilization was lucky to withstand one strike of such a magnitude. If we suffer another... I am not so sure of our odds to make it out quite so in-tact."