Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dusty-Tags: Horah

"You... You hurt people! Killed them! WHY?" Dusty demanded, his voice wavering between crying and yelling. "You... You people are monsters! We were just putting on a show! What did we ever do to you?" He snapped, spitting on the car here, who continued to grin.

"It matters not..." He finally spoke. "We become you... And when red replaces blue... Our survival... Is... Ensured... You would do the same... In our situation..." With that, he slumped and appeared to go cold, sliding away until there was nothing left.

"What?" Dusty asked, confused, the tears still streaming down his face. "I... I would not... NEVER do something like this! You hear me?" He shouted, though it was clear the car wouldn't be answering. "I... I don't understand!" Dusty sobbed, turning away to face the others. "Why?" Was all he could ask softly.

Finn -Tags: Spray, Shadow

"Roger." Finn replied to Shadow. "Well done. Stay sharp though; there may still be more about." He activated a covert microphone on his hubcap to listen in on what was going on between Dusty and the other car while talking to Spray. "Unfortunately, we have no idea..." Finn trailed off here. "We weren't expecting this..." when red replaces blue...

Finn narrowed his eyes. "What does that mean?" He mumbled. Red and blue? Some sort of code? But why tell that plane? "Er..." He caught Spray looking at him. "Sorry! You are?" He asked, attempting to make light conversation. "You seemed to handle yourself well. Ex-military perchance?" He inquired.

[Titanic X 21]

Horah - Dusty

The big fighter had no answer, but the way the car had spoken sent shivers down his back. He gently nudged Dusty. "I...I'm sorry..." he whispered. "I just wish I had answers for you..."

Horah gently lowered himself down a bit more, acting like a shield for the smaller prop plane. He shot a glance at the dead car before he growled and flicked the corpse away with a wing before returning his attention to the sobbing plane next to his bulky frame.

Spray - Finn, Shadow

Spray looked at Finn out of the corner of his eye as he started to examine one of the dead attackers. "The name's Spray Krane. I'm actually an FBI agent, but I was trained in some military combat by a friend of mine," he said. "I was supposed to have the day off, but I guess it was a good thing I was here to begin with."

He examined the body a bit as he made a note of the phrase Finn had said. What did it mean...?

[adelphi prime.]

Rush - Tags: Oskar

"I'm fine," he said in a dazed sort of way as they flew over Propwash. "I never thought... h-how? It'd be one thing if this happened... happened in..." he couldn't quite grasp what had happened. So many cars -a few he knew- were laying dead or injured down below. One thought screamed through his mind: why. He didn't care who at the moment, he just wanted to know <i>why</i>. Why attack Propwash? Why now? Why them... why he?

Otter - Tags: Blade

The noise had died down as adreniline depleted within himself and the other cars. "I... I think it's over," he stuttered, slowing down a bit, and lowering his nose, making a soft sound to call Luka. The dog was limping -not that he could tell that- but otherwise unharmed. She made her way to his nose, nuzzling it a bit in a comforting way. "You should probably land," Otter said quietly to Blade, "You sound hurt." The F-18 began to shake in fear, the events finally sinking into his thoughts. "What... what even happened back there?"

Streak - Tags: Shadow, Aeris

Streak smiled a little, deciding to lay down next to the small car. "Heh... I was trained for this long ago. I'm surprised I even remember how to fight." He took a moment to look over his injuries. Most of them were only scratches from whatever flak had kicked up. His left side was covered in small knicks, dotting his ice blue scales with blood as black as night. Tapping his ear with one talon, he flinched, and taking away his paw from it saw he was bleeding. It was hard, however, to distingish his own blood from the oil streaked across his nose and claws from the battle -the only difference was perhaps the slight midnight blue tint in his own blood. "For what that was, I'm not in too bad of shape."

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow Carlisle Tags: Aeris, Streak

Shadow admired Streaks wings for a moment, smiling a little as she did so. "Well, i must admit, you really held your own!!" Shadow complimented again, tilting on her tires. It was certainly strange to see a dragon here, though she had sone her fair share of research, she knew they existed, however rare they were. Though she had to admit, she was surprised he wasn't more..... viscous. "Well, can i just add, its an honour to meet one of your kind!" She added, her blue eyes sweeping over him for a moment. She then looked to the other car, her face falling a little as she realized she had said Agent. She wasn't supposed to reveal anything! She cursed herself silently. Rookie mistake. She took a deep breath in, another quick thought to her next explanation.

"Er, yeah, i mean, agents are pretty tough right? Like, they can do all sorts of stuff!" She replied, hoping to somewhat get through this. She was sure if Finn heard, she'd be in discipline somehow. "BUT it goes all the same, maybe a battering ram isn't your next career!" SHe managed a laugh here. She glanced around at the scenery around her, before focusing back on the car, her mind now focusing on intel. "So... what do you think actually happened here??" She asked, looking from both the Dragon to Aeris.

[Alfor]

Aeris McMissile | Tags: Streak, Shadow

Aeris laughed somewhat awkwardly at the joke, not offended in the least. "I don't think I want that career...the battering ram one." He managed to crack a small smile, something he hasn't done in a long while. The little car was about to ask more about agents, but when he heard the question he was at a complete loss on what to say. Its not like he could outright say that he thought they were after him, whether that was true or not he didn't know so it best not to say so and get in deeper trouble than he bargained for.

"I thought I heard one of them say 'red replaces blue' but I have no idea what that means, unfortunately." He often spoke with a hint of his British accent, but this time it came out rather strongly. Most likely because there were others speaking with the same accent.

[adelphi prime.]

Streak - Tags: Aeris, Shadow

Streak's face grew solomn, eyes taking in the distruction caused by the battle. Never thought a war would come here... he thought sadly, knowing full well that he wouldn't let this home of his pay the price of war like the land he'd grown up in had. "Red and blue? Sounds like something the United States would have to do with... or hot and cold... they go terribly with each other in most cases... what else is there?" He then responded to Shadow's earlier comment, "And honestly, I'm just one of millions of my kind... well, in the whole universe and dimensions and whatnot. No need to be 'honored'." He smiled a little here.

[Alfor]

Aeris McMissile | Tags: Streak, Shadow

"...far fetched, but it kind of sounds like a plot for world domination. There are many countries with red and blue in their flags," the little car stated, trying to help figure out what it meant. "Or maybe they are trying to control something. It sounds political to me." These were just random suggestions of course, he honestly had no idea what the heck it meant but it was a good idea to give multiple theories.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Oskar - Tags: Rush

"I... I don't know! But I want answers!" Oskar responded angrily. "NO ONE has the right to aimlessly kill others! No one! I know you're rattled... I am too... but we need to look at this for what it was... a blatant terrorist action or some such thing! Maybe there was motivation behind it... I don't know... I just know I'll be d***** if I'm going to let some lunatics destroy others' lives!" He insisted heartily. "I will fight to protect others because I... I wasn't fighting before..." He said this last part with a hint of sorrow in his voice. Sure he'd fought to protect German civilians but... only partly. He had no idea others were being exterminated behind his back... he never would've fought for such atrocities if he had!

"Herr Rush... I am going to land now I think... we should get back to the town..." He stated, his heart heavy with what had just occurred. "I'm going to try and help the clean up and do what I can." He banked towards the airstrip, gliding in. He still had some fuel leftover, but no real reason to use it up right now. Best just get on the ground... and assess what he could do. Lowering his skid, he touched down, sliding along the ground until he came to a halt, and started to hop as best he could over to his dolly, which was sitting by the side of the runway...

Dusty - Tags: Horah

"I just... I don't understand..." Dusty said mournfully, shuddering as he sobbed a little. "I... why would ANYONE... do this?" he asked, looking about him again at the bodies. "This doesn't make sense! What did that mean? We become you... when red replaces... blue?" Dusty asked, looking up here. "Sounds like a nursery rhyme. What does it even mean?" he wondered aloud. "I don't get it... why would anyone kill over something like that?" he asked, sighing heavily. "It's all so... pointless..."

He blinked here, inhaling sharply. "I better make sure everyone's all right..." including Skipper he didn't add. "So uh... I-I guess..." he began rolling around aimlessly. "Does that rhyme mean anything to you?" he asked curiously. "It means nothing to me... at least I don't think it does."

Blade - Tags: Otter

"Yeah... all right..." Blade agreed, lowering his gear and touching down next to Otter. "Heh... you have good ears... I was... I was peppered a bit back there by missile fragments. Nothing too serious... at least I don't think. I have no idea what happened!" he said, looking around him now. "Some whackos began firing at Dusty and the rest of the crowd! I have no idea what it means! None! Terrorist act maybe... maybe they were targeting Dusty but... it seemed like a general attack. But why here? There's nothing here! Only Dusty... and a small time airshow seems like an odd choice to launch an attack over..." Blade pointed out.

"Anyway... it's... it's over now." he said, panting a little. "They're all gone or dead or whatever... they're not a threat anymore. Jeez! I've never... I've NEVER been shot at... or even close to being in an explosion from a missile! This... this is just unreal!" he said, eyes wide as he tried to study the rest of the town, though the bleachers were mostly in the way. "How about you? You come out OK?" he asked now, looking the F-18 over.

Finn - Tags: Spray

"Ahhh, FBI! Well then, may as well tell you... I'm..." Finn lowered his voice here and spoke directly to Spray. "Agent Finn McMissile, British Intelligence." he said softly. "We're on the same side." He flashed some credentials via a holographic projector in his wing mirror before closing it before others could see. "I'll tell you what I know..." He looked from left to right. "We were supposed to track a dangerous group of terrorists that was congregating here for unknown reasons. We thought it might be nothing but... apparently it wasn't. This attack caught us COMPLETELY by surprise, all right? Completely. There was NO chatter beforehand of ANYTHING that would indicate an attack like this would be taking place on US soil... and given you had the day off... I sincerely doubt any of you were aware of it either. The mysterious thing about this is... these terrorists have never worked with each other before... and had no reason to do so before this either. They're all from completely different ideological backgrounds and beliefs! So... we're playing catch up I'm afraid. By the way, did you catch what was said just now to that firefighter plane over there?" Finn asked, motioning with his eyes in Dusty's direction.

"I'd be happy to hear any theories you have regarding this attack... or any intelligence you might know." he added.

Mysterious Car - Bluff Outside Propwash Junction - Tags: No One

On a bluff a few miles away that looked down upon Propwash Junction, an odd car stood gazing down at the town with a smile. He was an older looking vehicle, perhaps from the 20s or 30s, and his body was an off-white color with maroon trim. His exact model was a 1929 Peerless, not the British kind but the American one. "Well now... this experiment was a dismal failure... never expected so many... talented individuals in one spot. Still... I can't complain... death was brought about either way... and I'll be better prepared next time." He looked up to the sky, still smiling as he began reciting what sounded like some poem. "While the moon still shines blue... within a few months it will turn to scarlet hue! And then... my mission... will be complete." Smirking, he turned away from the town. It mattered not that it had been spared... soon they'd all be dead... and they would be ascendant. Starting himself up, he began driving down a solitary road that led away from the town... his work far from complete... this was only the beginning.

[Titanic X 21]

Horah - Dusty

Horah shook his head, just as baffled as Dusty. But something did seem off about this. "I'm just as confused as you are. I've never experienced this myself," he said. He looked around again, still tense for any possible attackers that were playing possum. His eyes flicked over the area, taking in the sights. He lowered himself to the ground, his rudders flicking in anticipation of possible combat.

Spray - Finn

Spray's eyes went wide.

He had heard of the British spy from his superiors, but never expected to meet him in person! And he was wary of Finn, not because he was a bad car, but because Spray had something big to hide. He swallowed a lump in his throat before he nodded. "Right. Well, I was caught off guard as well, Lucky thing I came when I did," he said. "And I did catch what he said. 'We become you, when the red replaces the blue... Our survival is ensured.' That doesn't sound right. And I'm just as baffled."

He sighed a bit. "As for theories, all I can say is it might have something to do with a recent investigation concerning some strange activity not too far from St. Paul. Apparently some cars went digging around near the docks for something, and then vanished as quickly as they came. And that hardware? Military grade missiles. The stuff stolen from the docks was supposed to go to the military, but it was swiped a few days later. I have a sinking feeling someone planned this. But as to who, I have no idea," he admitted.

As he glanced back at the body he was examining, he continued. "That's all I got, really." As he poked the body with his nose, it shifted a bit and something small shaped like a pyramid fell out of the wheel well and landed near Spray. His eyes narrowed as he studied it and nudged it with a tire, tipping it over onto its side.

His eyes widened in shock as he read the inscription on it. His mind was racing. 'But... I thought this was in DC! How can it be here?! he thought.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dusty - Tags: Horah

"You uh... OK?" Dusty inquired, looking over at Horah here. "You don't think... you don't think any are still lurking about... right?" He gulped, looking around himself. He wasn't trained to spot these kinds of things though, so even the slightest movement made him a jump a bit. "And uh... I think I missed if you were a vet or not... you sure fought like one!" Dusty exclaimed. He sighed heavily as he saw that Skipper was safe, the old Corsair having fought back just as stoutly as anyone. He appeared unscathed, and gave Dusty a nod now.

It was only now he realized his body was shaking... shuddering even as his wings rattled. "What... the h*** is wrong with me?" he asked, blinking. "I'm an adrenaline junkie... I live for the thrill of being on the edge but... but what is... wrong with me?" he asked again, shaking his front as he tried to steady his body and nerves.

Finn - Tags: Shadow, Spray

"I see..." Finn trailed off here. "Yes I caught that as well. It does sound wrong... and nonsensical... but it obviously made sense to him." Finn motioned with a tire to the dead body. He activated his radio, and contacted Shadow. "Agent Carlisle, when you get a chance, please interview that firefighter and that other big jet with him. They might have heard something or have some idea as to what's going on. The firefighter was fired at first after all... find out if he's a prime target." Finn of course had no way of knowing the "firefighter" was Dusty Crophopper. "Report if you find something."

He saw Spray inspecting the body, and drove over as something fell out of the wheel well. "What is it?" he asked now, frowning as he gazed down upon the... thing. "This mean something to you?" he inquired, raising a brow.