Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[DexEuromat]

Dexter - Radar

Dexter heard Radar trying to calm him down, but the pain were stronger. He was about to turn on his sealing foam gun, he had from the firefighting business, turned off while he were getting ready for the mission, when the quick and scary fight between Tenebris and Carew occured.

The Castle walls began to tremble and Dexter now see that there is no more time left. They need to run. He moved a bit faster to Radar and quickly asked "Can you move? I can pull you if you need that. I still have one line"

[Dusty Crophopper]

"Ri-right!" Dusty agreed, nodding as Shadow said she was going to check the town. "Get them out! But be quick about it!" he said now. Finn was halted by Shadow however and he glanced at her and was about to protest.

"Shadow we only have one doctor and he's busy... I'll be fine but..." Finn didn't look fine... he had a nasty looking gash in his side that made him look far worse off than he felt but... perhaps she had a point. He finally just silently turned, gave her one nod, and headed off in the direction of the ship now. Dusty continued to lead on, using his voice and courage to try and show the way and hopefully get them all to safety.

Shadow could see a house explode, and several terrified looking denizens shooting their gazes about, seeing her but not registering she was safety for the moment. A few started heading in her direction though, and the others started to slowly catch on.

The other spy jets who had transported them here radioed in to Sid upon receiving his message. "Where is the ship, Sid?" one asked. "It's bloody catastrophe out here... everything's ripping apart!" the same one shouted.

On the Ship

Blade winced as Harper and Doc got into it, though seriously had to wonder just what sort of doctor Doc really was if he had bedside manner like that. He'd always thought doctors became doctors out of selflessness and the desire to save lives no matter the cost; he'd even seen some deranged patients try to whack doctors with instruments in their room but the doctor would attempt to bring them safely under control so they could continue to help them.

"Hey uh... go easy on her." He spoke up now. "She's in pain... you're supposed to be the comforting one right?" he reminded the Hudson. "I know you've got a lot of patients to look at right now but it's why you're here. I might say crazy stuff too if I was... in serious condition so... maybe you should determine what's wrong with her." Blade strongly reminded Doc.

Miles winced again but relaxed upon hearing Raine's voice, and tried to hold himself in. She was.... up against him now... rubbing him and staying there, looking directly at him even. His body was shuddering as he tried to bring it under control but try as he might, he kept shaking. "Yes... yes you are..." he said, suddenly feeling his tremors stop as she pushed into him, the comfort easing him and putting him into a state of somewhat relaxation. It was... nice... feeling her there... feeling her up against him. She then faced him head on. "I..." he met her gaze now, eyes locked on her own. "I... really like who you are too..." he confessed now. He glanced over at Doc and gave him a weak smile. "I think... I'll be OK for the moment no... no rush..." he stated as he felt the oil leaking from under him. "Ohhh da****!" He whispered, hissing a bit as he closed his eyes. "I HATE that!" he said now, looking to her apologetically. "I'm sorry... I just... I can't ever seem to hold it together when I'm on... well in states like this!" he told her, closing his eyes and sighing.

Finn arrived now and heard Spray's declaration. "You think you can? Fine... let's head up the bridge... but be quick about it! We don't have much time!" he stated, nodding up the ramp. He allowed Spray to lead, hoping the gash in his side wasn't serious... it looked unsightly and grisly for sure. The bridge had a large viewport out front and a small, circular platform in the middle of it. It was large enough for someone to stand on though, and there was a panel of some sort, but it didn't appear to have any switches or knobs on it like a conventional ship. Most of it was flat in fact, and didn't seem to have any distinguishing features. "Well... what do you make of it?" the Faultless asked, the panel slightly encircling the platform.

[Titanic X 21]

Radar - Dexter

Radar grimaced, but forced the pain aside as he got to his landing gear. "I can make it," he insisted. While he was feeling dizzy, he somehow managed to begin making his way towards the ship. His mind was now focused on one thing: staying alive.

Spray - Finn

Spray darted ahead of the spy car and came to a stop in the middle of the platform, studying the consoles. He could see that there were no real buttons, and that threw him for a loop. But as he studied it further, the more he realized it was a touchpad of some kind, no doubt. Or so he hoped.

"Looks like a touchpad of some kind," he remarked. He nosed a spot with his right wing, hoping that he knew what the h*** he was doing! 'Here goes everything!' he thought, feeling his engine and heart racing at the same time while a lumo formed in his throat and his stomach twisted itself in knots.

His ailerons twitched a bit as he waited to see what happened next.

[Niixa]

Harper: Blade | Doc

"Make an actual threat, or don't make one at all." She glared at him, if he was genuinely worried she'd bleed out then he wouldn't leave, "I hate empty threats." She said finally before sitting still, she was in trouble and she knew but that da** stubbornness she had was shining bright despite what was happening. In all honesty, she was being stubborn and aggressive to keep herself focused, she couldn't let herself sleep or she might not wake up.. it wouldn't have been such a big deal before but now, now she something, someone to fight for.

So she sat still for the Hudson, even if the temptation to bite was still present, whether anything could be done was up for debate, she remembered when the building collapsed and he didn't know how to help Blade apart from stopping the bleeding. Then again, that would be help to her, oil was still dripping freely from the larger wounds, they still burned and she wanted those shards out but they might be preventing further bleeding.. Da****.

She glanced up towards Blade, remembering he'd taken a hit from Tenerbis as well, "H-.. How you holding up..?"

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow was traveling at a high speed, the house exploding caused her to throw herself more to the side, avoiding flaming debris as it threatened to fall upon her. She slowed right down, her eyes scanning the sky above her, attempting to remain as intact as she could. The open metal where Tenebris had originally struck her, and the crash added on top, it was a surprise she was still up and about. But she was an agent through and through, and even with her partner possibly out for the count, as wounded as he was, she was determined to complete this. Both injuries were on her right side, and it was causing problems with steering, being less responsive on that side, as well as it being rather painful. Large debris dropped the floor, a large piece landing rather close to her and shattering, hitting her her side, the heat causing a hissing noise as it came into contact with her metal. She cried out a little, biting her lip as she tried to ignore the increasing pain. Right now, she had a mission to try and achieve, she couldn't afford to assess herself. Up ahead, she finally saw the faces, and they looked as terrified as she perhaps felt. Some where already heading toward her, but she continued to move closer, dodging and swerving the falling parts to the house.

"Come on! Follow me! I'm going to get you out of here, but you have to hurry! Gather who you can!" She yelled over to them, pausing now as some came up to her, slowing to a stop and slight surrounding her, ready for what looked like orders. She impatiently waited, knowing that the sooner they moved, the better, but before long, she saw the last of them trailing behind, so began to make a move herself. "Okay, keep close, follow me!" She called now, breaking through the group and heading away from the blazing house, determined to try and get them to safety. She became increasingly worried that they could get hit being so exposed, so looked to the skies again, trying to see who was around to help. She pulled to the side some more, motioning with her hood to the group to keep heading toward the ship, she was going to trail behind and cover them that way. She began to slow however, feeling her side begin to ache more, stabs of pain occurring now. She fell behind the group, urging them on vocally, but physically could fell herself fall back further than she intended.

Raine was somewhat relieved when she felt the Branford's tremors stop, still pressing gently against his front. "It's ok.... you're fine..." She soothed to him gently, rubbing his tire. Her main priority was to keep him calm and settled, knowing his engine could betray him at any point. "Good... I 'm glad you like me too" She managed a small chuckle, looking around a little as she continuously rubbed his tire. Though, a few moments later, she heard his curse, looking back to him and just seeing the oil pool around him. She backed up a little as she wanted to avoid getting it everywhere, though felt her heart drop. She knew he would be low now, though she had known her assurances might not work. There was a moment she said nothing, where it seemed she was contemplating how she felt, though it was much rather the opposite. She was trying to think of a way to make him better. She moved up to him once again, not caring whether it got on her tires or not, gently resting her hood on his.

"Hey... it's ok... You don't need to apologize... It's ok..." She soothed once more, using her tire to hook under his chin and pull him forward, away from the oil now, making sure he kept as dry as he could. "Miles it's alright... I don't care about that..." She whispered to him, actually feeling her heart thudding a little harder now. She was finding it was true. She really did like him... and she really didn't like seeing him like this... She had always promised herself that falling in love wasn't to happen. She had too much to focus on... taking down those that had done her family wrong...all of them. She couldn't do that if she had someone in her life... a family... Despite how much she wanted one. Though as she looked to him, she couldn't help but feel her emotions burst forward, swirling round and round in her mind, desperate to say something. She swallowed a little, suddenly appearing nervous. It was way too soon.... way too soon surely to be feeling something so intense... was it that he had been there for her? There when no one else had? What was it? She didn't know, and she could no longer describe the kaleidoscope of feelings and emotions she felt.

"I don't care about this... because... this is you Miles... And we can always... well, get you seen to but.. please don't get cut up about this.... please.. cause... I...." She started, her mouth slightly open as she stammered. "I could care less whether you leak or not because... I think... well, I love.. you..." She finally spoke out, tensing up a little as she awaited potential backlash. Calypso hadn't died too long ago.. and she was moving in on him already.

[ZAFTPrime]

Sid

"Just follow me and the cars below!" Sid called back as he banked towards the ship's location

Doc

Doc looked at Blade and nodded. "I will." He assured the helicopter. Doc then turned back to Harper and took a deep breath. If there was any time to do his job, this was it. Reaching her side, Doc could see where the shards were embedded and at once got to work. As carefully as he could, the former racer began to clean off the oil so he could see how bad the wounds were as well as get the larger shards out. "Just remain still, okay? I am going to try and get the larger shards out. It will hurt worse at first, but once they are out, then the pain should be lessened." Doc told her.

As soon as one of the injuries was cleaned, Doc could see a shard within reach of his tire. He grasped it and pulled it out quickly before he got some antiseptic onto the injury and began to work on sealing the oil line. "One's down..." He told her in a firm, yet gentle tone.

He then looked to Harper again. "Would you like me to give some pain medication? If you feel you need it, I can." Doc told her. "I don't want to have a patient in pain if it can be helped."

[Dusty Crophopper]

"Keep going! Keep going! To the castle! To the hanger!" Dusty urged, circling back now as he had lost sight of Shadow. Banking hard left, the plane zoomed back around to try and find her, and saw her escorting a group of stragglers forward, though was growing concerned at her lack of speed. She was starting to lag seriously now, and he could see she was struggling. "Shadow!" he called down, worry flecking his features and tinging his voice. "Connor! Shadow's not up to speed!" he radioed down to her brother, and sure enough, the Corolla slowed to look behind him at his sister.

"Sis!" he called, turning to drive back to her now. "No stopping for sightseeing!" he jokingly chided, and moved to her side to begin pushing her forward now. "Come on sis!" He grunted, accelerating harder for her now so he could move her along. "We aren't leaving you behind... even though you hate me... I'm not weakening this team by seeing you left in the dust! Also don't... agh!" he cried out as the ground trembled violently again from Carew's assault. By now, the landscape was turning into a sea of flames thanks to the aforementioned car, as buildings were burning and collapsing all around them. "Don't... think for a minute that I don't..." Connor hesitated here, deciding whether or not to say this in her presence. "Don't think for a minute that I don't care about you or not consider you my sister!" he said now, deciding that with the world literally ending around them, it was best to say it just in case...

"We're gonna get you there!" Connor insisted, pushing her as best he could toward the castle as Dusty circled overhead.

"Yes Shadow.." Dusty radioed down to her. "We're all gonna make it! Not much further... come on! Doing good!" he urged, trying to keep her spirits up and keep her moving. "OK here we go!" he said, coming in for a landing now as he lowered his gear and coasted into the heart of the cavernous hanger. "Here we are!" he declared, turning and rolling back to her now to take over from Connor.

"You did good sis." Connor complimented her, smirking and nodding as he made his way forward towards the ship. The other spy jets managed to locate Sid and follow him to the hanger and fortunately, Tenebris's massive ship towered above them, ready to receive them all. It almost looked like a whale or something, and it was very ornamental and curvy with a big blue front bulb to it. It almost looked like a flower of some kind upon closer inspection, but it was definitely constructed of solid material. Upon entering the ship they'd find a ramp leading up to the main area where the refugees were now gathering, along with the rest of their team.

"Wow! We did it Shadow!" Dusty looked over to her, smiling. "You did it! You got them to safety... and... thanks... thanks for believing in me when I wanted to save them. It... it's what I do after all and I couldn't just leave them to burn." He said here, dipping his nose to her now and nuzzling her with a wide smile. "So... yeah... thanks." He told her affectionately.

On the ship

Blade looked at Harper with some pain evident in his features, but he put his best game face on for her. "Yeah... I'm fine... more worried about you after all. Just... stay awake OK?" He could see her struggling with that, which might or might not explain her aggressiveness. The pain could probably easily explain that as well. "You're gonna be fine... once he gets you looked at... I'll go next... promise." he assured her here, nodding. His own pain was... mostly lower body... though he wasn't sure if it was just bruising from his tank being ripped off or something else... something worse.

Miles meanwhile was trying to not get embarrassed in front of Raine again, but when she put her tire on his chin and led him forward out of the oil and into relatively dry spots on the deck, he could only marvel at how she was behaving towards him. He allowed her to lead him out, smiling bashfully now at what he'd just done. She had even rested her hood against his briefly before moving him out as gently as she could. He stopped now, hearing her out and listening intently as she began to speak once more. She was stuttering and tripping over her words though, but when she finally came out with what she wanted to say he absolutely froze, staring at her. She... loved him? He felt his heart literally stop, and then begin to race as he gazed upon her sleek frame... her... caring, deep and understanding eyes. They weren't lying to him... they weren't leading him on...

She loved him... and didn't care if he leaked oil. She... loved him! Loved... him... HIM! The lemon who broke down and leaked oil and stalled out and sometimes couldn't even get his engine running in the morning! She loved him and it made his heart race now, pound his undercarriage as he tried to make sense of it all. She... loved him! The words kept repeating in his mind over and over again, hammering like his heart until he felt ready to burst, and smiled at her widely now. "I... I think..." he said breathlessly, his smile growing. "I think I... love you too... Raine..." he confessed to her here, suddenly pressing his front against her now. "I think I love you too! You don't judge me harshly and... you... you're the most genuine... sweetest car I've ever met!" he declared happily, just trying to take it all in and really truly believe it now that she had just honestly said that. But she had... and he knew she had... and right now... all he wanted... was just to be right here with her... no matter what... no matter where they'd go... he wanted to be with her.

On the bridge, Spray would've found that by standing on the circular platform, it activated everything else, bringing the panel to life with blinking reds and blues. Touching the panel garnered no immediate reaction, but from here, Spray could see the controls resembled those of a mix between a plane and a ship, different controls sliding different ways and doing different things. "That's it!" Finn said now. "It's touch activated then! We can work with this!" he exclaimed, nodding at the FBI plane.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow felt her movements become sluggish, but she trained her eyes on those before her, ensuring they were still moving no matter what. The ache was constant now, starting to throb as she pushed herself on and revved her engine to try and keep herself going, though it was a weird mixture of pain and numbness. She had pushed her body a bit too much, she reasoned, hoping one of her famous headaches didn't come on from this... they were a nightmare to get rid of and often made her feel ill. Dusty's voice cut through the chaos, and her eyes lifted as she slowed once more, spotting the dark grey paintwork. The original damage to her cloaking device still meant that she looked patchy, still silver around the damaged areas to her body, the rest of her having returned to black now. She wanted to call out to Dusty, but found herself breathless and unable to say much. It was to her relief that Dusty seemed to ask for help at this point, though was soon concerned when Connor doubled back. If there was a good chance to kill her, now would be it, when she couldn't fight back.

It was to her surprise though that he instead moved to her side, pushing her along now to aid her. "Trust me... sight seeing is the last of my worries" She responded as best she could, his acceleration allowing her to pick up speed. She couldn't help but smile a little, a slight snicker leaving her as she glanced to him. "Mother would have some kind of heart attack right now if she saw this" She mused, though looked ahead again, listening to what he had to say, Her side burned from the effort of moving, tiredness taking over. She just wanted to rest.... just for a few moments. Surely that wouldn't hurt? "Weakening the team huh? That's all I am, a weak link..." She spoke, frowning, not used to that kind of accusation. It was perhaps melodramatic, though with the way she was feeling, she didn't really care. The ground trembled and she ground her teeth a little, trying not to let pain win. The ground around them was hot with flames and right on cue, she could feel her engine begin to overheat as her radiators failed once again, driving her into a panic. His hesitation with his sentence distracted her for a moment, looking to him with confusion. "Funnily enough, I can't help but feel that you didn't perhaps think that every time you tried to kill me!" She said back, though was somewhat touched by it. Perhaps it was their impending doom... it was hard to say what caused him to say it. "Though I should at least point out that you've always been my little brother... no matter how annoying you are"

Dusty's encouragement gave her fresh relief, though the heat was close to unbearable, and she could see small streams of smoke from under her hood. She was no expert, but she was fairly convinced that wasn't normal. She had begun to lean on Connor now, as awkward as it was, though was glad to see that Dusty had finally landed and was making his way over. She shifted herself now, letting herself rest against Dusty's pontoons as her brother complimented her, causing her to smile faintly and nod back.

"Thanks Connor...." She spoke, before concentrating on getting herself up the ramp. The steam was still escaping from her hood, and she was careful not to touch Dusty with it, not wanting to burn him. "We... uh... yeah.. we did it" She managed to smile as she looked up to the plane, feeling her tire rub against the back wheel arch now as the metal had buckled out of shape. She took to limping with it, not being able to withstand the dull chaffing anymore. "Just about in one piece, anyway" She managed another smile, and nodding a little. She met his bowed form with her front, nuzzling him back affectionately. "It's ok... I understand that you wanted to save them..." She spoke gently, leaving a light kiss on his nose as she spoke.


The fact Miles froze to begin with set her nerves on edge. Was that the right thing to say? Was he offended? Had she ruined their friendship? She backed up just a little, unsure as her gaze flicked between his eyes, desperate to try and read him. He said nothing, and she swallowed nervously again, praying that he would.... give something away! His gaze was wandering, feeling it all over her.. . before his smile came back and the Ferrari was instantly relieved. He seemed to be out of breath... perhaps taken aback to start, though she didn't worry about this now as he seemed to come round. He pressed against her, and he uttered his words, setting her world alight around her. She hadn't felt this alive in years... what was this? It was all new and confusing but she liked it... she liked it. She held his tire as he admitted her loved her too, nuzzling his hood gently as he spoke about her, a slight chuckle leaving her. She closed her eyes to take in the moment, feeling him against her and... feeling for the first time in a long time... complete.

"Heh... and you truly believe that after I lied to ou about who I was, hm?" She spoke gently, her eyes still closed as she rocked against him. She was thrilled he had returned the feelings, nuzzling him gently as she thought about... their possible future. If.... If he could get out of jail... what would she do if he couldn't get out? That would be an awful long time to go without him....

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - Finn

He nodded, gulping nervously as he looked at the controls. A mix between a plane and ship's controls greeted his eyes, and he instantly felt a sense of frustration. How was he supposed to drive this thing with these kinds of controls?! But as he looked at them a bit more, he...

A memory came back from the depths of his mind, back from his childhood in the human world. Or more specifically, the time before living vehicles.

His grandfather was showing him the controls of his plane, and explaining a few things, and how plane cockpits differed. He explained about modern commercial jets... And then ships had somehow come into the discussion. Young Spray was baffled, but his grandmother came in at that point and called the two for dinner.

The black plane's eyes snapped wide as he found himself back in the present day. The controls were still foreign, but not as foreign as before. He wasn't sure if he could do this, but he had to try. He nudged a control that looked vaguely like a speaker, hoping it would work and trigger what he thought were loudspeakers.

Radar - everyone

Wincing, Radar finally made it on board the ship and just about collasped near everyone else, making sure to not squish them with his larger bulk. His wounds were still bleeding, but not as bad as they had been before. And he figured that was something good before he finally blacked out from the pain of his injuries.

[Niixa]

Harper: Blade | Doc

She watched the other chopper carefully, oddly enough, she was able to see past his game face but she said nothing on the matter, she was worried yes but worrying wouldn't do anything to help, she'd have to let Doc help her before he could help him. She nodded and managed to smile at him, "Okay.." She still felt tired but she was pretty sure she'd wake up more when the shards would be removed. Initially she flinched at the first contact, she was sore all over that area but remained still for the most part, her tail rotor span to compensate for fidgeting and being a minor distraction as she tried to not think about the car pulling things out of her, she was squeamish as such but there was a limit.

The cleaning of the wounds didn't feel that bad, they felt a little better in fact; she sighed however, knowing what was coming, "No promises." At first, she tensed, expecting the worst and whilst the removal of the first was painful enough to clamp her mouth shut to keep from crying out on instinct, it wasn't.. unbearable, the antiseptic stung but so far she was managing.

"I'm fine for now." She replied to Hudson, though her words were a little strained, she was genuinely alright. For now anyway. Knowing it would get worse from then on, she found herself nestling against Blade's side, need just a bit comfort right now.