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 Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:24 pm
"Alright so how's this thing start?" Farskon asked curiously. He was tempted to press a button, and start the ship. But sadly he wasn't very good with high-tech.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:28 pm
((Just so you guys know, a dropship is similar to the helicopters of the Vietnam war. It has two doors on either side that are usually kept open. A dropship carries medical supplies on board, as well as a missile countermeasures and four guns up front.))
Remus knew that Emma was going to be uncomfortable riding the dropship. He reached down and scooped up a heap of earth with a plant attached.
"Maybe you should hang on to this Emma,so you don't accidentally cause an engine malfunction or something."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:28 pm
Though the steel clicked under her heels, Scribbler could feel a sort of pulsing from the ship; the engine's roar was similar to the inhale and exhale of a dragon, consuming fuel just as a real dragon would.
It was just lacking scales and intelligence, though the autopilot programme would disagree with Scribbler on that point.
"Are you coming, Lady Emma...?"
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:34 pm
She stiffened as Remus spoke to her, collecting herself almost instantly. "I can assure you I will not."
Her pride would ensure that. "The offer is appreciated, but I must decline."
She turned on her heel and swept into the dropship with every inch of nobility she could manage.
Besides, she had an acorn in her pocket, but she wasn't about to tell Remus that.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:40 pm
"Alright, everyone hang on." Remus said and told the pilot to take off. The dropship's engines swiveled downward and the craft lurched as it took to the sky. The pilot maneuvered towards the Nodnol portal just as the Imperator commanded.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:42 pm
The drop ship whirred, and hummed as it picked up speed.
The paladin had to keep pushing back his hair that kept worming it's way into his eyes.
Frroooom! A big purple ball of energy hit the dropship.
It pushed the dropship into the portal.
More endurance than a dragon. yeah right.
The back engine was smoking, but they'd make it to Nodnol but landing won't be fun.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:47 pm
Emma winced as the ship lurched, holding the acorn tightly in her fist. Something alive, something of the earth, something to anchor her.
It barely helped.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 7:52 pm
The pilot was expert, and he pulled the dropship through the portal with no problems, despite the minor damage to the starboard engine.
"Heh. I've seen these beauties take far more punishment than what that the Order can throw at us." Remus mused.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:04 pm
There was Nodnol, and it got closer. Remus was right it had landed perfectly, and out of sight.
"Ummm how are we gonna hide this?" Farskon mused, and nearly fell on his face.
"You ok Auntie?" He asked, and look over to Scribbler, and Emma.
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:09 pm
A short scribbling session later, the dropship flickered out of view. Scribbler gave the invisible metal a poke.
"Well...now all we need is to make sure no one bumps into it."
[...eep. gotta run.]
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:17 pm
Remus instructed the pilot to stay with the ship until they returned and that he would be in contact with him via a radio. The Imperator then turned to the Scribbler.
"I'm sure it will be fine here. From the looks of it, this area doesn't seem like it gets very busy."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:17 pm
"Feathers, can you stay and guard it for now?" The Paladin asked her cocking his head.
He turned to Emma and Remus."Alright so I guess we gotta take a service portal, and um I need a disguise."
[[If it's ok with ya Nazzy nana]]
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:26 pm
Emma waved her hand in Farkson's direction, weaving a net of violet and blue around him. "Your will shapes it; choose your disguise."
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:34 pm
Farskon began to turn into an Incola Noctis. He looked at his palms, and grinned.He looked up at the sign, and went."Ugh, we're in old town". Unlike the rest of Nodnol it wast the only place that used Old Language. [[Ah Remus went offline...]]
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 8:41 pm
((Sorry, I was reading a perverted adult webcomic. ))
The Imperator looked around. "This whole city looks like a primitive ape cave regardless." Remus replied sarcastically.
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