forum Destination: The Front (Fire and Ice)

Started January 24, 2019 by @Mr.Misfit

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"I'm going to train. I'll come back later maybe… I never caught your name, so unless you intend for me to call you 'girl,' then…"

"My name's Brella. I do all sorts of things. Scanners, hackbugs, Stolen TacComs, even the occasional weapon."

Brella slid the chip out of the work mount, smiling. "All done!" She said, inspecting her work. She nabbed a human rifle off a rack. It was biometrically locked.

Waving to her guests, she walked out the door, on her way to the nearby neighborhood.

Crisp walks out of her workshop, and chills outside.
(GTG, be back in a hour)

(Kah, See ya'll)
Brella takes to left turns and a right, then turns down an ally, and before long she found herself in an open line. She placed the hacking bug onto the side of the rile and waited.

(I actually have a quick moment to RP so i'ma do that, but i'll prob be gone for a while again :P)
Crisp looks around, looking for anything he can use. He finds a old looking bag, covered in dirt and seems weathered to all hell, being near unusable. He looks in the bag and finds a very shoddy knife, and a old colt .45, with a couple of rounds. He puts the knife and colt in his bag. For use in case he needs it.
"That'll come helpful."

A light on the hackingbug flashed green. Brella slapped a magazine into the rifle, took aim down the alley, and opened fire. The sound rang out loud, and set Brella's ears ringing, but she laughed and laughed and emptied the magazine with the trigger. The auto-eject tossed the empty mag to the floor, and Brella smiled as she removed the hacking bug.

"I am off this rock!" She said, pretty much jumping out and yelling with joy.

First, a rifle, She thought, Next, a starship.

Griffin hears the shots and rushes in the room. "What the heck was that? What did you do this time, Brella"?

Crisp also hears the gunshots, and runs into the alley where she is.
"What the hell is happening? You probably have the entire place on us now!"

(We're in an alley….)
Brella wheeled around, "I just secured me a ride outta here." She flashed the hacking bug, "I just stole myself a starship." She took it off the rifle and broke out into a jog back towards her workshop, not even stopping to see if Griffin and Crisp were following.

Crisp follows, looking around everywhere in case someone was looking.

"You did WHAT?" Griffin puts his hand to his face. "Please tell me that this was planned for all possible scenarios…"

"Something tells me it wasn't."

"So are you letting us stay here? Or are we invited?" Griffin glances to either end of the alley nervously. "And why would you want a starship?"

"I bet to get out of this damn place. To be honest, I think that would probably be best now." Crisp says pulling out the Colt .45 of his bag. "Look what I found though. I bet it's gonna become helpful soon." Crisp slides it into his pocket.

(Sorry, got busy….)

Brella ignored them and stepped up her pace. Of course she'd thought of this! The Dominants would show up at the Alley, just to find nothing. While they do that, Brella would be on oher way off world.

Once in the shop, she gathered up her tools and her gun. With nothing else she really needed, she slipped out of the front door, forgetting her guests.

(it's fine, she's joking around.)

Crisp just went back and waited in the alley for Brella.
"Can I come with you? I doubt it'll end well if they find me. And I-I like you as a friend. Even if you on the urge of blowing my head off, at least you didn't pull the trigger, like they would."

Crisp is giving a slight, unsure smile.

"Wherever Crisp goes, I'll go. We both have the same enemy." Griffin nods to Crisp. "Plus, I'm good at melee, and I can handle a gun decently."

"I'd like to keep it, thank you very much. But you can take this." Crisp hands Griffin the knife. "I looks like it might break soon, but at least you'll get some use out of it."

"Thanks. At least it's something to defend myself with"

"Yeah. Maybe you can take one of their weapons while your at it." Crisp suggests.