Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[ZAFTPrime]

'Hugh' - Tags: Finn, Aeris

'Hugh' perked up when he heard the younger spy say he had wanted to be a racer but couldn't due to a medical condition. His engine revved a bit at the thought of racing, but he slammed that feeling aside. He had to focus! But his mind wandered back towards Lightning. How would the kid take it if he found out his crew chief was still alive? Again, 'Hugh' shoved the thoughts aside. He could worry bout that later! "Did I hear you right? You can't race because of a medical condition?" He asked as he drove over to them.

He hoped the older spy wouldn't get the idea to run his license plate. If Finn did, then his cover would be blown. "I believe I may be able to help, since I am a doctor." However, he was shaking deep down. "By the way, were all the civilians evacuated? And were there any famous vehicles here that might have been a potential target?"

[ShadowWolfCelica]

(( LOL Lightning did kinda poof from existance XD I kinda forgot him!!!! LOL should I perhaps bring him back? HE COULD BE HIDING somewhere. Like the scaredy car he is XD ))

[Alfor]

(yes XDDD)

[Titanic X 21]

((Do eet! XD))

Spray - Finn, Hugh, Aeris

The black plane came back from his failed interrogation and he sighed, having forgone his previous attempts at conversation with Streak. Now he had no leads, aside from some bits of info and that aluminum pyramid.

As he came up alongside the group, he noted the light blue Hornet and brushed it aside, figuring he was a doctor as he saw him examining others for wounds.

But then he stopped in his tracks and did a double take.

This guy... Had the license plates of someone from Arizona?

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dusty's body convulsed as he felt Shadow pull up to him here, feeling embarrassed he was doing this in front of her. "I... I'm sorry..." he said. "I just... I drew the crowds... and that makes me feel..." Revenge? She had mentioned revenge. Did he... really want revenge? To hurt those who had done this? He didn't see himself as a particularly vengeful plane but... this was... this was his home... could he take revenge for it? It felt... strange to think of himself as taking revenge for anything.

"I... I don't know if... if I could..." he said in response to the taking revenge bit, looking over in the direction of her asking about the hangers. Home... yes his hanger was a short distance away, but he didn't want to hide... he knew he inspired others... and locking himself away to cry might be seen as disheartening to those who were looking to him for guidance or inspiration. "I don't think... I should be hiding right now... I know I'm torn up but... maybe just... maybe just off to the side or something? Near a hanger... just to... just to collect myself for a bit. My job is to help others after all... not... not run away. I'll be..." He sniffed. "I'll be fine in a few... thanks..."

He began rolling over to one of the hangers, which was actually his, but didn't go in, instead turning so he was along the side of it. Sighing, he blinked the tears out of his eyes as best he could. "Sorry..." he apologized again, trying to steady his voice. "It's just... this place is my home... and I never... in my wildest dreams... ever thought I'd see people getting hurt because of me. It just feels... awful... like... like if only I wasn't famous... then this wouldn't have happened. I just... I feel so... so bad about this... like all my innards are twisting around and I can't... I can't undo the knots. I feel sick and... low. I know I have to be strong but... how... how can I when this happens?" he asked, looking around him again, his tank churning at the sights.

Finn - Tags: Aeris, Spray, Hugh

Finn turned as Hugh drove up, an older model like himself, and offered to check his son over, being a doctor and all. Finn frowned, noting the license plate and taking a surreptitious photo of it. He'd need to run that and see if this car was trustworthy or not. Mostly it was a useless gesture, since the baddies typically just stole their plates anyway, but you never knew. The questions he was asking though... they seemed more official than not. Like some law enforcement agency or something. "Uh... I'm not at liberty to say." Finn replied guardedly against that last question. He had no idea who this car was, and when the hit on his plates came back... it seems he was either stealing someone's identity, or else had gotten himself a deceased's plates. Either way... this was fishy.

"You understand... official police business and all that." Finn stated vaguely. "As for the evacuation yes... many of them have been. Some have stuck around to help, and others are too badly wounded to move on their own right now." He glanced at Aeris here, hoping he wouldn't say "sure look me over" and would rather just describe his symptoms... but even that could be dangerous. Why this car had deceased's license plates was hard to say. What was he trying to pull here? "I didn't get your name." Finn spoke up here, addressing Hugh.

[ZAFTPrime]

((And now the tension between 'Hugh' and the others begins! Can't wait to see where this goes! ))

'Hugh' - Tags: Finn, Aeris

'Hugh' just nodded. "Understandable. I am Hugh Hornet, a mere small town doctor. I was in the area for the air show but this is not what I was expecting. Born in 1951, doctor, Hudson Hornet by model." Looking around, he tried to pass off as a mere concerned citizen. "Did some sort of attack happen, like terrorists or something?"

On the inside though, 'Hugh' didn't want to have his cover blown."I also happen to be from Arizona, but Phoenix." He was hoping Finn would buy the cover story that he had been given. "Anyway, what seems to be bothering you?" He asked, eying Aeris.

Shinn - Tag: Horah

"This is bad. Why would some crazy cars and other vehicles attack a small town for no reason? I mean, it can't be because of Crophopper, could it?" Shinn asked as he glanced at Horah. The MIG mix was alert for any more potential attackers.

Of all the days he had to encounter a battle, it was on his day off...

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - Hugh, Finn, Aeris

Spray pursed his lips as he flipped down his visor, taking a few photos of the license plates himself and sending them to St. Paul HQ. He got an e-mail from Linda and he quickly slipped away to a quieter spot. He proceeded to dump his iPod and the small aluminum pyramid out. He hid the pyramid behind his right tire as he dialed onto the Net and sent back a request via e-mail before he gathered both up and headed back.

"So, you're from Phoenix?" he asked Hugh.

Horah - Shinn

Horah shook his front. "Don't think so. But he no doubt will be blaming himself." The big jet shot a glance at where Dusty was lurking near a hangar, only to perk up as he picked up a large aircraft approaching, not by air, but on the ground. His eyes widened as he spotted the large AWACS coming over. Who was that guy?

Radar - Dusty

Radar Harrison wasn't expecting this. His dark blue eyes were wide as he looked around the battle site. Sure he had seen plenty of combat before, but this... An attack on US soil was not what he had been expecting whatsoever. He moved along the ground, taking care to avoid bumping into others with his massive wheels and wings. He spotted a familiar plane lurking close by to what appeared to be two Aston Martins and a Hornet. His eyes flicked down to Spray and he nodded once, getting a nod back before looking over and seeing the red, white, and black plane looking a bit upset as he parked himself by his hangar.

He made his way over and parked close by, staying out of the way of everyone else. "You okay?" he asked gently, his deep voice no doubt getting his attention.

[Alfor]

Aeris McMissile | Tags: Finn, Hugh, Spray

The little car was slowly growing increasingly nervous, not use to so much attention towards him. Everyone, including himself, seemed to have forgotten the rather large dent on the right side of his hood... when he was defending himself during the attack. "Uh... yeah," he stuttered quietly in a sudden bout of shyness. "I... uh... have some sort of internal problem that causes me to overheat... at least that's... that's what my doctor at the time told me... I can't stay outside in the sun too long when its hot out, o-or go past sixty five miles an hour for long periods of time..."

Normally Aeris would have come up with some type of excuse saying he was fine, but he could tell that both his father and the Hudson Hornet would be able to see through the lie easily. There was no use in lying to his own father... but there was also something about that Hornet. He seemed... kind, and caring... but also deadly if provoked due to his obvious race car genetics. Aeris mentally stashed this information just in-case it was extremely important, or needed.

Jigsaw Redtail | Tags: none

The old P-51D was surprisingly lurking about and not hiding in his hangar. Jigsaw was obviously more paranoid than usual, constantly checking his surroundings to make sure there were no more attackers still lurking about. He wondered how long it would take for law enforcement to reach them, considering the town was far out in the country. The only sign of him being in the battle was the black soot surrounding the area of his built-in guns, and a few peppered bullet holes on his wings.

(and the tension just faded again LOL XD The cycle repeats ovo)

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow Carlisle Tags: Dusty
She stayed by Dusty's side as he made his way toward the hangars, nodding at his feelings. As an agent, she was taught techniques to try and calm the public, to try to reassure. As she watched him fall apart, she felt a strong pang of empathy, looking out over his town. She knew this feeling..... She knew it all too well. SHe turned to face him, pushing herself up on her tires so she was more his height.

"Hey..... Dusty... Look at me. This is NOT your fault ok? This is no price to pay for fame and this is not because of you.... They chose an event where people would be... it just happened to be your show.... Dusty.... please, it's really not your fault. NOT because your famous.... They just wanted a large crowd. Please.... It's not your fault. Yes, the others will look to you, You are a strong plane and you can do this. You can rise above this. If you fall, they will have won. We WILL fight back. YOU will fight back. And we'll be at your side. We'll make sure that they never do ANYTHING like this again.... Dusty... I'm really sorry this happened..... And we'll help you as much as we can..... I.... i will help you as much as i can....... You can talk to me... about.... anything. I've.... been through this... I know how your feeling... Please.... It's gonna be ok.... i promise you...." She said, putting another tire on his pontoons, looking up to him.

"I promise you myself..... Shadow Carlisle of CHROME, that I WILL help you" She said slightly lower to him, rubbing his pontoons a little in reassurance, and making a promise on her title.

[ZAFTPrime]

'Hugh' - Tags: Finn, Aeris, Spray

'Hugh' nodded once. "I see. Well, that seems to be a problem for some cars. It can be fixed depending on what the problem is. Based on what you told me, it could have something to do with a part in your engine that can regulate speed an temperature. Most cars have a working system that prevents that, but apparently you were either born without one, or you just never had one put in." He noted before he looked to the black FBI plane. "And yes, I am from Phoenix." He added before he went back to the matter at hand.

His blue eyes landed on the dent. "How did you get that dent?" 'Hugh' asked. From what he could see, the kid had apparently gotten it from some blunt force impact. Either he rammed a car, or got slammed into a building. He made sure to file that away for further use. The Hudson Hornet then saw the way he was being eyed by the smaller car. "I was never a racer myself. I just watch them from time to time." He added, hoping his lie would throw them off.

Shinn - Tag: Horah, Dusty, Shadow

Shinn nodded once at Horah's explanation. "I see. Well, that can happen." With that, he made his way over to where Dusty was sitting with some car. "Dusty, right?" He asked as he approached. "I heard you're shaken up. Are you alright?"

The MIG mix hoped that the firefighter would be willing to talk to him at least. After all, he was considered an Honorary Wrench, so that meant he couldn't just sit back and let the plane wallow in self-pity.

((I can't wait to see how things go down between the spies and 'Hugh'! This should be good! ))