Chapter 3: A Fathers Vengeance
- ardh05
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Re: Trial's End
Ookami nods and yips his thanks to Pilgrim, then thinks about the situation for a moment, "If we had a scent, maybe I could work with that?"
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Re: Trial's End
Remnant remains quiet, waiting for the others to figure out where to go. This is a situation he knows is more suited to their talents.
- Trogdor
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Re: Trial's End
"Nothing that will work quickly," the magician replies. "At least not quickly enough."
- Hayabusa
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Re: Trial's End
"Well, it -is- fast to just walk in and check it out," Sam shrugs, ready to enter the prison but still establishing communication with the prison's mainframe.
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us."
- Eanwulf
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Now What?
Cobalt's rage actually appears to be subsiding. That is, until a third and fourth hover-chariot whizzes past overhead our heroes. The sky continues to rumble with the sounds of thunder and brief flashes of light. Meanwhile, on the ground below, Pilgrim pauses to lend his assistance to Ookami. A shimmering of light there washes over our hairy hero as Pilgrim's now-glowing hands soothe and mend the wounded man-wolf's injuries. Feeling his ribs snap back into place, Ookami yips happily and thanks his benefactor accordingly, now breathing a lot easier. As he does so, the group discusses their next move and strange events begin to unravel around them!
Staring up at the hover-chariots, Cobalt leers angrily and growls. He gradually shifts his view to look on as Pilgrim's healing powers begin to manifest themselves. The large blue behemoth then goes wide-eyed as Kalfu's body begins to suddenly shimmer and quickly disappears from view, as do the Mighty Ogoun's and Baron Samedi's. Likewise, the policemen and prisoners once transformed into hideous the visages of horrid and undead zombies, suddenly begin to shimmer as well; transforming back instead into their normal 'former' selves, though the majority of them appears to be either already dead, terribly wounded, or even dying from the previous conflict with the other guards and inmates. The rest merely highly confused and no longer wishing to fight any longer.
Amidst the chaos, Sam approaches the security cameras and electronic door locks located at the head of the stairs leading into GenPop and begins to clear her mind and converse with the devices themselves. A resounding 'click' is heard as she manages to unlock the security doors and lose herself in further conversation.
Meanwhile, the rumbling sounds of something approaching are both felt and heard. The S'kree! Distant shouts are heard coming from the east as plasma webbing cannons and sonic-stunners do their best to quell the last bits of rebellion. Knowing no passion or sympathy, the S'kree's subjugation tactics are harsh and brutal. The sounds continue continue to conjoin with those in the distant west as the S'kree's ground forces draw ever nearer. Sam detaches herself shortly after hearing the sounds and staggers slightly as she relays her findings. A large explosion is then heard as the back end of the prison is blown asunder. This time, by something 'other' than the S'kree.
Though the fight has been won, the battle appears to be far from over!
Though the fight has been won, the battle appears to be far from over!
When Life Hands You Razorblades. You Make A Baseball Bat Covered In Razorblades!
- Trogdor
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Re: Now What?
"We've got to get out of here quickly," Tenebrous says when he hears the report. "And I think we should take Tough Luck with us. It may be that Mr. Han and I can do something for him. Let's get to him quickly and I'll get us out. Sam, I don't think we'll be taking your craft to get away from here - not unless we want to have a very awkward conversation with the Skree out in the courtyard."
- Muskrat
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Re: Now What?
Pilgrim nods and says, "Sounds like a plan. After all Tough Luck has done to help us, no matter what he's done in the past, we can't just leave him here to turn into some devilish monstrosity. Let's get to the mess hall!"
- Eanwulf
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Re: Now What?
"As to the matter of Tough Luck, he's straight ahead and then to the left for about 30 yards. Hang a right, then straight ahead about another 10-20 and back to the left, in the mess hall."
When Life Hands You Razorblades. You Make A Baseball Bat Covered In Razorblades!
- Muskrat
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Re: Now What?
Pilgrim starts moving in the direction Sam has given them, though if Count Tenebrous volunteers to teleport them, he will certainly take him up on that.