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The Eternity Era {Open RP}
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Atik
Coldpelt
Draenor
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Coldpelt generally ignored the noise as she downed another drink. "Feels good to get away from the studies for a few." She commented.
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Post by
Atik
Coldpelt
Draenor
Coldpelt glanced at the worgen out of the corner of her eye. "Away from me, that's where." She said, waving a hand and enchancing the floor to suddenly fling him away.
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Atik
Coldpelt
Draenor
Coldpelt sighed, downing another bottle before turning to face the man. "I dare say, I guess you are."
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Atik
Coldpelt
Draenor
"You could say that..." Coldpelt smiled. "And now that you are...." She said, leaning in. "Why not close your eyes for a second...."
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Atik
Coldpelt
Draenor
"Oh.... no worries there...." Coldpelt smiled, taking an empty bottle and tossing it upwards before vanishing. The glass came back down, smashing over the worgen's head.
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Joemaster240
Ter'reeti
Azeroth's Surface
She followed behind keeping pace easily now that she didn't have so heavy a loud anymore.
Once they stopped she finally set down the supplies she had been carrying and rolled her shoulders to work out the knots. Then she went and found a spot that looked fairly protected from the elements and anything trying to attack her. She switched on her movement scanners so she could respond quickly if anything started attacking. Then she began to settle down into her bedding area and put her pistol in her hand and slipped off to sleep.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Beluosus
(
Morec, House of Rivendare
- Assorted Skeleton Crew)
Location: Deep Space
Beluosus
exited hyperspace near to the strange vessel. Morec looked out at it. "Faceless ones-ones-ones-ones. In-in-in-in. Space!-Space!-Space!-Space!" he echoed to himself before chuckling. "Bring us up alongside that ship... actually, just get us above it, pilot. I'll go down myself." The zombified helmsman did not respond but did as he was told. Morec stood and headed for
Beluosus'
docking bay. He'd make the jump down himself.
Post by
Atik
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Deep Space
The curved vessel moved slowly through space, drifting. Its technology was too primative to open up communications with the Azerothian vessel, however.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Beluosus
(
Morec, House of Rivendare
- Assorted Skeleton Crew)
Location: Deep Space
Morec climbed into the deceased theives' ship and powered it up. "Nice little machine they had," he mused as he pulled up on the controls. Immediately he slammed the ship into the floor. "Oops. Let's try that again." He took a few more seconds to familiarize himself with the controls and then slowly piloted the sip towards the foreign vessel.
Post by
Atik
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Deep Space
As the small craft approached, a section of the hull on the ship's side suddenly lit up, and then proceeded to vanish and reveal an entrance into a hanger; oxygen kept within the space by a lightfield.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Beluosus
(
Morec, House of Rivendare
- Assorted Skeleton Crew)
Location: Deep Space
"Creepy," Morec chuckled. "Let's see if they're the type of creature that usually regrets trusting me." He lowered his smaller craft into the hanger and landed it carefully on the floor. He then opened up his craft and stepped out, Armageddon in craft. "Hellooooo," he called out in a sing-song voice. "Anyone home?"
Post by
Atik
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Deep Space
A bright flash, and the hanger was shut again, covered by the ship's outter wall.
One of the doors in the hanger blinked green, the two halves sliding apart as several reptilian humanoids stood on the other side.
They were tall, bordering eight feet or so, with elongated faces like raptors. They walked with a somewhat hunched posture, although straightening to full height when they came to a stop near Morec and his craft. Large, metallic, curved 'shell' like machines sat on their backs, the tops going up somewhat over their heads and coming to a point. The machines were clearly integrated into their armor, which covered most of the party completely, covering their faces, arms, hands, feet, and even stiff tails that protruded from their rear.
Tubing came from the backpacks, attaching into equally curved rifles that glowed with light magics.
One of the humanoids was in less armor than the others, his tail, head, and hands left uncovered as the tubing led to a holstered weapon of sorts, simply looking like a metal stick of sorts. His hands possessed three main fingers, with a thumb on either side of his hand to accompany them.
Shaved white hair covered the top of his head, which lacked any visible ears and possessed small, predatory eyes.
"Greetings...." He stated, the others keeping their guard up.
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Morec0
Character:
Beluosus
(
Morec, House of Rivendare
- Assorted Skeleton Crew)
Location: Deep Space
Morec looked at the creatures, and rested on Armageddon as he leaned forward. "Answer me two questions," he asked. "One: what are you. Two: how do you speak common?"
Post by
Atik
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Deep Space
"We are the Na'Sanna, devout followers of the light, and defenders against the Burning Leigon for millenia. Only recently, have the demons vanished and we have ventured into the great dark...." The male answered, waving his hand at the second question.
"Everyone's doing it, why can't we?"
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