Racing the Storm

Pterano · **Reply #420 on:** July 14, 2014, 10:10:06 PM

Tony was taken aboard the cruiser, which sat there on the tarmac for the moment, though it seemed the crew was making preparations to lift off.

Serris · **Reply #421 on:** July 14, 2014, 10:35:47 PM

(Breman II)

To Soren, the playful slap felt more like a vicious punch. He staggered back and shook his head to clear his mind.

He looked around the battered restaurant. No one was here except him and an Augment Rat trooper. That asshole must have been the one who sucker-punched him!

"The fuck's your problem!?" Soren thundered.

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The rest of the patrons filed out of the fancy restaurant as Triste and Vergil began to make out. At least, the patrons who didn't leave when Marita, Marie and Rose began to show the effects of acute biproxytol intoxication.

Of course, there were a few who were hanging around out of morbid curiosity to watch this clusterfuck unfold.

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(Unknown Airfield)

Marion felt the landing strut shake slightly as the cruiser prepared to lift off. Deploying her grappling spurs, she dug them into the metal strut and clung to it.

She would wait until the strut began to retract after takeoff, latch onto the ship's hull and get Tony's body.

As the ship shuddered again as the engines warmed up, the Human swallowed. She only had one chance to do this!

bushwacked · **Reply #422 on:** July 15, 2014, 08:39:46 PM

(ooc - Vergil and Triste aren't in the restaurant, though now that you mention it, that would have been awesome)

Triste stared deep into Vergil's eyes as she felt his arms tighten against her. Her claws dug into him, an attempt to drive away the feelings of genuine pleasure she was deriving from doing this with... him. "You'd better hope it works... or we can chalk up another loss for you," she muttered, her breathing getting heavier as she reached down with one hand. Gripping him tightly, Triste guided him in. Her breath caught as he entered her, and gritting her teeth she started grinding her hips on top of him.

"You... you don't remember any of this... from before?" she grunted between thrusts. "Well I guess... it can't hurt to... try new things..."

For us both...

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Axel gasped as Soren's voice roared in his ears. "No, you don't understand! I'm the master of my own destiny now!" He closed his eyes tightly. Okay, you can do this! I... ah, I mean, Axel stood up and struck a heroic pose, his huge muscles bulging out of his shirt! Slowly, he opened his eyes and looked down at himself. Yes! Standing up... check. Heroic pose... check. Bulging muscles... well, two out of three isn't bad. Alright, um... Axel did a star-jump! He did a star-jump. This is amazing... I'm in control here! And now, to use my powers for good. Axel flipped across the table like a... a ninja, and helped Marita and the others be happy again.

He flopped on the table, floundered for a second, then wriggled across to the other side. Tumbling over the side, Axel approached Rose and shook her by the shoulders. "You look sad! Be happy! Happy!"

Nick22 · **Reply #423 on:** July 15, 2014, 10:00:55 PM

Marita and Rose were now fully aware of the drug they had been exposed to- and damn it all if they didnt have the anti-biproxytol serum on them. Rose had been given some as part of her treatment, but she hadnt brought it with on the trip, as she got very nauseous from using it. that decision was now coming back to bite her. Marie was vomiting loudly, and writhing on the floor in agony. Maritas grunted from a fetal position ' that psychotic bitch.. is going to pay...' she hissed.

Pterano · **Reply #424 on:** July 16, 2014, 12:22:51 AM

The Falchion's engines suddenly roared into life, and she began to lift off vertically from the tarmac. Her struts began to retract, and it seemed as if the vessel was on her way to who knew where.

Serris · **Reply #425 on:** July 16, 2014, 12:45:00 AM

(Breman II)

Soren watched as the Augment Rat suddenly vanished. And a horde of hideous biomechanical undead emerged from the ground.

Heart racing, he looked around for something to use as a weapon. He kicked one of the monstrosities that tried to grab him as he groped around for something.

The Human felt his hands wrap around a hard metal tube. Seizing the metal tube, he belted one of the zombies across its decaying skull. The impact splattered brain matter as well as bloody wires and other circuitry across the floor.

"Come on you fuckers," he growled, brandishing his weapon.

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By now, the restaurant had emptied out as patrons and staff began to call for medical attention.

Two Vulpine waiters rolled Marie on her side so she wouldn't choke on her own vomit. Two burly Augment Humans removed all furniture away from Marie. They didn't bother restraining her because their metallic limbs were likely to cause severe injury.

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(Mariscal Sucre International Airport)

Marion remained with Falchion's landing strut until it retracted to the point she could cling onto the hull. Or at least she tried to. She swore upon receiving an electric shock upon contact with the ship's hull. The Human was unharmed by the jolt but her flying frame and associated suit were not electrically insulated.

Deciding to take a different tack, she jumped off the the landing spur moments before it retracted and ignited the flying frame's engine. Thanks to the noise of the ship's engines, she was unheard as she flew at an upward angle.

A quiet thump was heard as she landed on the ship's deck. She looked around. No one present.

Good.

She froze as she heard a door open. Ducking behind a cooling stack, she carefully watched as a large Bison lit up a cigarette and took a deep puff.

aabicus (LettuceBacon&Tomato) · **Reply #426 on:** July 16, 2014, 10:28:33 AM

The maÓtre d was nervously loitering around the area, trying to figure out how best to alleviate this disaster more than it's already been.

A paramedic waved his hand in front of Lily, who had frozen on the floor. "Ma'am? Ma'am?" he quickly alerted a friend. "This one's unresponsive. Get us an oxygen mask and Benzodiazepines."

Sailors began clearing the hallways that connected the restaurant to the infirmary.

bushwacked · **Reply #427 on:** July 16, 2014, 07:00:14 PM

Despite herself, Triste felt a grin play across her face. "It's gotten better," she breathed, wincing slightly with each thrust. Her tail darted out suddenly and snaked around his neck, tightening slightly as she drew him up, pulling his head towards her chest. "Flexibility isn't bad either," Triste whispered as she kissed him back, her thighs gripping his waist.

Soon, she started to pick up the pace, pushing back against him insistently. Triste gritted her teeth as she felt her climax building. Her breaths became quicker, urgent as a pressure within her grew. It was almost unbearable... and suddenly, it washed over her - an explosion of feeling, tuning out everything except for the two of them, in this one moment. Unable to help herself, Triste let out a small gasp. Her claws raked across Vergil's side and she sank her teeth into his shoulder as she shuddered on top of him.

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Axel shook his head in disbelief as he heard Marita grunt the words 'psychotic bitch'. "Hey, no need for that... I'm just trying to help you understand that you're being con... uh, controlled..." He turned away sadly, his feelings deeply hurt, and saw that a merman dressed as a paramedic was trying to sort out Robot-Lily.

"No, no," he scolded, staggering towards him and putting a fatherly hand on the paramedic's shoulder. "She's a robot. Oxygen and that other thing you said aren't gonna work. We obviously need oil or something. Stat!"

aabicus (LettuceBacon&Tomato) · **Reply #428 on:** July 16, 2014, 09:30:42 PM

A lizard paramedic raced over with a can of oil.

"Are you listening to the juiced-up rat?" exclaimed the first paramedic angrily. "Where are my Benzodiazepines?"

"You're not the boss of me!" shouted the lizard angrily, who started doing push-ups to assert his dominance.

"Dammit, without Benzodiazepines we're going to have to get creative," grunted the first paramedic. He pulled out a defibrillator. "We're jumping straight to electrconvulsive therapy. Apply nodes!"

"Applying nodes, sir!" reported a lemur nurse.

"Apply paddles!"

"We're on non-sovereign waters!" cried the lizard. "Your authority is not recognized!"

The first paramedic applied the paddles. "Clear!"

Lily's body convulsed as repeated electric shocks blasted through her. With each shock she hiccuped and sent drool flying everywhere.

Pterano · **Reply #429 on:** July 17, 2014, 01:09:06 AM

The Falchion began heading east, across South America. It seemed to move slowly, as if the crew were in no rush. While it could jump between gates with the technology it had on board, there was no immediate need to so, apparently.

Serris · **Reply #430 on:** July 17, 2014, 05:38:43 PM

Several of the paramedics were pondering how to get close to Soren, given the fact that he was in the middle of a hallucination and swinging around a fire extinguisher.

The first paramedic who had tried to help him had been moved to the infirmary after Soren knocked him unconscious with said fire extinguisher.

"I say we tackle him," one of the medics said.

"And end up like Freidson?" a Percheron medic countered. "Every time someone gets close to him, he tries clocking them with the fire extinguisher!"

One of the medics, a lean Common Krait swayed back and forth as he pondered the situation. She then turned to two of her fellow emergency workers. "Grab the net launcher from the security office."

She then turned to a Human medic. "Get the syringe with the azylperidol."

(OOC - Azylperiodol is a fictional analogue of the real life antipsychotic haloperidol. The fictional version is stronger and faster acting than haloperidol but its effects persist for longer. It is also more toxic. In addition, its effects are strongest in Primates and Swine.
It has limited effect in Canines but there are safer medications. It is useless and causes serious toxicity in Bovines. On Equines, it causes agitation instead of sedation.)

bushwacked · **Reply #431 on:** July 18, 2014, 06:10:42 AM

Triste let out a shaky breath, her eyes closed as she leaned forwards over Vergil. For a moment she didn't say anything. She just lay there, feeling strangely... peaceful, for the first time in a long while. But then, slowly, it dawned on her what had just happened. No, more than that - she'd had sex plenty of times with marks as part of her cover in the past. But this had felt different. She'd felt different.

Swallowing, she straightened and looked down at Vergil. "Yeah... yeah, it was..." she said eventually. Reaching down, Triste yanked the knife off the floor from beside him - and for one instant, one crazy instant, was almost tempted to drive it through his eye and into his brain. For getting into her head. For making her feel like this. But instead, she simply tossed it over to the desk, the weapon clattering as it struck the wood, and sighed. Rolling off him, Triste stood up and walked over to the window, still nude. More than anything, she was angry at herself, for allowing herself to enjoy it. What's the matter with you? Have you forgotten who... Well, at least it seems to have settled him down... "It's been so long, I'd forgotten how it... how it felt with you," she said quietly, looking out into the darkness. Suddenly, she felt like she couldn't stand to be in the same room as him. "Vergil, it's getting late. We should get some rest for tomorrow," Triste muttered, looking over her shoulder.

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Axel watched with fascination as the merman paramedic used the paddles on robot Lily, unmindful of the chaos around him as Soren engaged in battle. Robot Lily convulsed with the shocks, and Axel threw his hands up in the air dramatically. "It's alive!" he cried. "How can I describe my emotions at this catastrophe, or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care I had endeavored to perform?!"

Nick22 · **Reply #432 on:** July 18, 2014, 08:45:50 AM

Murcitol" Marita gasped to those helping Marie to not choke on her own vomit' it.. was.. biproxytol.. we.. cough.. need.. an antidote. Now.. Ow" she said, her limbs shaking. while it had been several years since she had taken biproxytol, Marita remembered only too well the symptoms from a large dose. how well you tolerated it depended on your prior use and tolerance of the drug , those who were unused to it, were in serious trouble, as Marie was..Rose , who had been using biproxytol longer than Marita , was panicking, as the very drug she had worked so hard to free herself from had suddenly come back into her life through a spiked drink. and she was not reacting nearly as well as when she was addicted to it. Rose was swaying to and fro, almost like a very drunk person.

aabicus (LettuceBacon&Tomato) · **Reply #433 on:** July 19, 2014, 01:43:20 AM

"Can I tase him?" asked the lemur nurse, holding her defibrillator at the ready in case Soren struck.

"That's not a taser!" exclaimed the head paramedic. "And no! Wait for the net!"

"Net, sir!" reported an intern, running into the room.

Disappointed, the lemur walked up to Axel and pushed him to the ground. "He's being non-cooperative!" she shouted, "I want it on the record! Tasing!"

She whacked Axel with the defibrillator repeatedly. Behind her, Lily had been placed on a stretcher and was being wheeled to the infirmary.

Pterano · **Reply #434 on:** July 19, 2014, 02:06:06 PM

Vergil pushed himself up, watching the still nude Triste walk over to her window and admiring her backside. It almost sounded like she was dismissing him. "Uh... we're... done?" he asked her here, moving over to get his clothes. "But it was... it was good, right?" he asked, starting to fade a bit as his body wound down. "I was uh... kind of hoping to maybe just stay here for the night... bed's big enough if you'd have me... I mean if you're... if you're concerned about tomorrow, I won't keep you up. I'd just love to spend the night here... that's all." he stated.

"Still... if... there's something wrong... I could go." he added softly, picking up his mostly torn shirt and shaking it out.

bushwacked · **Reply #435 on:** July 19, 2014, 08:24:49 PM

Triste sighed softly, her breath misting up the window. "It was. It was good," she said quietly, still looking out. "It was really good." Turning around, she looked Vergil in the eyes and shook her head. "There's nothing wrong... at least, you've done nothing wrong." Crossing the room, Triste gently stroked his cheek, then kissed him on the lips. "I promise. It's just... you've been missing for so long. And I'd just gotten used to the idea that you wouldn't be here anymore. But now... now you're back. And I guess I just... after what we just did, it really, finally hit me," she lied. "You're really here. You're alive."

Triste gave a small, sad smile. "I just need to be alone. To think." Lowering her arm, she clasped Vergil's hand. "We can talk about this tomorrow. I'll be ready to talk about it tomorrow. Okay?"

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Axel yelled as the Lemur began her vicious, nefarious attack. "Non-cooperative?! I'll show you non-cooperative!" he cried between blows. He started mustering his strength to begin the long process of climbing to his feet. "I warned you! Ninja-Axel leaped to his feet, eager to do battle-"

Then the lemur clocked him heavily on the side of the head, and Axel settled back down on the deck, suddenly feeling very sleepy as he watched pretty stars dance in front of his eyes.

Pterano · **Reply #436 on:** July 20, 2014, 09:05:17 PM

He kissed her back, but mostly let her do the work on this one as she explained that it had finally hit home for her that he was still alive. "All right... I understand. We'll... talk tomorrow... then." he stated, and still clasped her arms, but slowly let her go now, releasing her from his affectionate grip, and turned to depart. "I'll uh... yeah... speak to you tomorrow." he stated, giving her a small wave, and departed her cabin, moving quickly to his own as his clothes were kind of barely on thanks to how she'd slashed them up.

Getting into his room, he pushed the door shut with his back and smiled a bit, thinking on what had just happened. It was odd... he couldn't remember ever sleeping with her before... no rushing memories, nothing flooding back... but it was a great sensation all the same... one he wanted to repeat and repeat if he could.

Heading over to his bed, he glanced briefly out the window at the black sea, then proceeded to stretch out and clasp his hands on his stomach, closing his eyes and regulating his breathing to attempt to fall asleep, though his mind was still full of thoughts of what he'd just experienced.

Serris · **Reply #437 on:** July 21, 2014, 01:54:33 AM

(Breman II)

The intern with the net launcher took aim at Soren and fired. A large carbon-fiber net flew out and expanded to its full ten foot diameter.

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Soren saw the net and tried to dive out of the way but he tripped over a dead zombie (really his own foot).

Upon impact, the net wrapped itself around him, completely entangling him. He swore profusely as he tried to free himself.

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The medic with the syringe ran up and jabbed Soren in the thigh with it. Soon, the thrashing Human became still. He motioned over four more medics who removed the net from him and strapped him down to a gurney.

He too was wheeled off to the infirmary.

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(Mariscal Sucre International Airport)

Marion waited until the Bison had finished his cigarette. As soon as the red light of the cigarette went out, she made her move.

The door to the ship's interior locked shut with a dull clank after the crewman had passed through. It was no obstacle to Marion though.

A pale pink glow radiated from the plasma cutter hidden in her right forearm extended. She plunged the blade into the metal door, sparks flew and molten metal dripped as she quickly sliced through the door.

Retracting her cutter, she lifted the cut apart door and carefully leaned it against the bulkhead.

She stepped through the threshold, revealing an austere stainless steel hallway with two doors labeled "closet" flanking a stairwell heading downwards.

Marion shrugged, removed the pistol from her right leg's internal compartment and headed down the stairwell.

bushwacked · **Reply #438 on:** July 21, 2014, 05:16:51 AM

Triste smiled at Vergil as he left - and it quickly vanished once the door had clicked shut behind him. Her expression darkened as his footsteps faded, and once she couldn't hear them anymore Triste turned and stalked across the room, grinding her teeth as she sat down heavily at the desk again. She stared at her reflection in the mirror opposite, eyes narrowed as she regarded herself with something approaching disgust - and suddenly her teeth bared as she felt a hot burst of anger run through her.

"Son of a bitch!" she hissed in frustration, her fist darting out and slamming into the front of the desk, the impact rattling the mirror. There was a sharp pain in her hand, and Triste glanced down to see blood welling from where the skin had split open. "Fuck," she spat. Putting her elbows up onto the top of the desk, Triste slouched forwards and rested her head in her hands as she let out a heavy, bitter sigh.

aabicus (LettuceBacon&Tomato) · **Reply #439 on:** July 21, 2014, 01:42:07 PM

In the infirmary, the ship captain sorrowfully shook his head. "Looks like I picked the wrong day to stop smoking," he observed solemnly.

The paramedics sedated Marie, Marita, and Rose, as they were the worst cases.

"Once we reach our destination we can get them to a proper hospital," reported an underling. "We don't really have the proper equipment on board to really deal with a breakout of this nature."

"Sir," a security guard snapped off a salute. "We've completely shut down the restaurant, and will be investigating the food to find the source of the drug, and whether any other customers were harmed."

"Very good, ensign Foley," the captain nodded. "I look forward to seeing the security footage."

"We've already got the most important part," Foley handed him a printout of the waitress. "This appears to be our culprit, a black fox. She's not on the roster of any staff, but security footage shows her leave the restaurant before the lockdown and return to Cabin 213. We're sending men there now."

"Dammit, we're not apprehending her without me!" the captain snapped. "On the double!"