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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 4:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jul 27, 2015 6:07 pm
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RosesOfDeathYetFullOfLife
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Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2015 3:12 am
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(My bad, temporarily had no internet at my house.)
┈┈┈♫ 𝕮laudia 𝕬dalwin ♫ ┈┈┈
The darkness came and flashed as fast as the action around her paced. The planet itself seemed like it was shaking, and the building quickly turned into ruin. Debris fell above her, and quickly she bended the air beneath her to push her away whilst grabbing her bag. She threw the bag's strap over her shoulder, and looked over to see the damage. Many of the patrons either were fleeing the scene, or amongst the ruins. Her eyes grimaced at the sight of more death. Yet, if battle taught her anything, you must not mourn once within.
Her eyes transferred to the group members she recalled. Two left the scene for a ship, and one returned. A newcomer came into the scene, and left with the Driorian. She began to leave the ruins of the bar avoiding the debris and bodies laying about. At this time, another seemed to join... a Tartan. Ah, wonderful. A few are trying to kill us. She thought, noting those that the Tartan killed out of self defense.
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2015 10:30 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 30, 2015 7:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 12:04 pm
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RosesOfDeathYetFullOfLife
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 1:58 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2015 2:24 pm
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2015 9:22 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 1:17 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 10:43 am
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 2:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Aug 02, 2015 4:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2015 1:10 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 03, 2015 3:18 pm
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As Jaycee lurched the ship forward in a violent burst of energy, Amaya let a few curses fly from her mouth as she hit the wall of ship behind her. Between the gravity shutting off for a moment along with the life support shutting off was painful to say the least. The wound had at least closed from a through and through hole to just a large gouge in her leg. For the Neocinian, that was enough, though she cringed as she pushed herself up, holding her ribs.
"For ******** sake." Amaya muttered, slinging Jaycee's arm around her shoulder so she could lift him out of the seat and move him over to sit against the wall to rest. At least he got us out of there. The Neocinian thought before going back over to the controls. She didn't know how to fly well, but Amaya had learned enough learning how to be a spy to fix a ship's control system.
"Kill the Drionian later, Tartan, he just saved all of our asses. I'm more worried about getting us out of this sector of the system, so either help me fix the ship's system, start flying this piece of s**t out of range of the sun that's about to go super nova and engulf what's left of Cardiff, or get the others over here and have them do one of the former." Amaya said before getting down on her knees and prying off the plate to the controls.
Once the plate was off she started messing with the wiring, plugging what she could where should could to give the ship more power and the life support system more of a leg to stand on. Jaycee had gotten them out of there, but he'd done some damage to the ship using his powers to do so.
"Getting us to the Beta 9 space port should be the first worry." She muttered.
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