Survival

[Tyyr]

0050

Mir followed her instructions, strapping them in and getting used to the controls. When he saw something move his hands went to the controls and he got ready to move. "Time to go!"

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0051

Solaria muttered a brief prayer. " Alright, forward on the throttle, and for the love of throne and emperor, keep in mind this thing walks, it does not roll. You have to adjust the step elevation if we go over anything taller than half a meter." Over the roar of the approaching engine, harsh, gutteral voices could be heard yelling. Though the laungage was as gibberish to Mir's ears, there was an unmistable tone of excitement to the words.

[Tyyr]

0051

Mir swiveled his head around trying to spot someplace to hide but working the controls of the Sentinel took all his concentration. Turning away from the oncoming sounds he pushed the Sentinel as quickly in the other way as he could.

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0051

The metallic PING of rounds bouncing off the rear armor echoed in the Sentinel's cockpit, and something trailing thick smoke went sailing over the right shoulder to explode some hundred meters further up the road. With a rumbling roar, a warbike went zooming passed the walker, the dark green of it's riders a sharp contrast to the bright red of the vehical.

[Tyyr]

0051

"Fraking orks!" Mir snarled as he yanked on the controls trying to take a corner. He starts to weave the Sentinel through the streets taking turns as quick as he could trying to shake the orks.

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0052

" Orks!?" Solaria screamed unhelpfully, clinging hard to her straps as they took the turn. " The hell else can go wrong?" The roar of the warbike was soon joined by more thundering engine sounds, zooming up and down the criss crossing streets. Flashes of red would dart by, rattling gunfire impacting loudly against the walker before the slower machine would shake the quick bikes off on a sharp turn. Then a different roaring joined the mad frenzy, and Mir caught sight of a saurian monster down one roadway snatch an ork from his speeding bike and bite the struggling xeno in half. The bike went skidding along, blosoming into a fireball against the side of a building as blood ran thick and freely down the giant reptial's jaws. Another bike sped passed, gunfire stitching a line down the saurian's flank, but to little effect other than to make it bellow in rage and take off after.

[Uzume]

Lot
0046

" It does not have to be just a memory, something remembered less and less keenly as time passes" Phrenz's voice whispered in Lot's ear as she leaned against his form to catch her breath, and it was a seduction stronger than any mere tugging at the desires of flesh. It spoke right to her very soul. " Set one free, and she may enjoy the rewards of that freedom, may renew the memory as often as she likes."

0046

Lot enjoyed Phrenz immensely, yet her hunger for him wasn't quite satiated. She desired more, much more. Thinking to herself, knowing now the power Phrenz is capable of drawing, " What the hell, if this is a trick, at least I got to go out with a bang. " She whips out her new mono sword, winks at Phrenz with a devilish grin, then slices effortlessly through the chains....... "You are free from your chains Phrenz. Though if you wish you can be enslaved by me? I promise you will savor my every demand. And when my appetite is satisfied, of course your freedom remains." She dresses quickly, heads to her pack.

[Lighthawk]

Lot
0046

Phrenz rolled his broad shoulders, a long, loud series of pops coming with the motion. He glanced at the ruined chains about him, and laughed deep in his chest. He raised an arm, and the runic symbols carved in the flesh glowed a sickly red for a brief second. " One is free, but still chained." Phrenz sighed in resignation. " One is bound to her, in gratitude and more. Where she leads, one will follow...for now."

[Uzume]

0046


Lot turns back to Phrenz, a wicked grin widening, she leaps onto him wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, and bites down hard into his neck. She throws her head back hoping for the same in return, as she moans with anticipation. Then with a regrettable whimper she sighs, " We should probably get moving. What do you think my lovely new Phrenz?"

[Lighthawk]

Lot
0046

Phrenz catches Lot easily in one arm, hissing sharply in her ear as her teeth sink into his flesh. As she throws her head back his free hand shoots up and catches her, half by her hair, half by the scruff of her neck. His eyes once again seem to glow from within. " One thinks one has spent enough time in this room for a lifetime. If she is ready to leave, one is ready as well." He gives her neck a firm bite, just shy of breaking the skin, before gently letting her down.

[Uzume]

0047

Lot watches as the fresh mark she left upon his neck fade, then with the tip of her tongue she traces the memory of it. Climbing down from his massive frame, they walk back to the elevator. Putting on her pack, and adjusting her gear, she pushes the yellow button again.

[Lighthawk]

Lot
0047

The elevator opens, revealing the still slightly smoking remains of the sentry turret, with the second set of doors on the far side of the room.

[Tyyr]

0052

"HOLY FRAK!" Mir yelled as he turned a corner and found himself face to face with a dinosaur. As the creature ate one orc he slammed the controls all the way to the stops to try and avoid the thing. He turned down the first street he saw and threw the throttle to the stops. "Never say that around me, NEVER!" he yelled.

[Lighthawk]

Mir
0052

" I don't want to know, I don't want to know, I don't..." Solaria muttered under her breath. Pushing the cloth up a bit, she blinked hard a few times. " I can see again! Kind of...get your ass back in the gunner seat!" She hit the release for the restraints, bumping her head on the roof with an oath as she nearly jumped out of Mir's lap.

[Tyyr]

0052

Mir didn't argue, lunging over the control console to his seat, grabbing the straps and buckling in as he grabbed the weapon's controls again. "Find me something to shoot!"