Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[ZAFTPrime]

Sid - Tag: Finn

Sid frowned as well. "I know it doesn't make any sense. That's why I am hesitant to call him our car." The spy jet then froze. "Wait. He resembles the car in Dusty's vision? This can't make any sense. I would talk to others in our group to see if they have anything to add to this. I mean, someone else might have encountered a similar car before."

The jet then went silent before he spoke again. "This car, he can't be our guy if he is an upstanding citizen. But the resemblance is too striking to just rule him out. Is there any industry he doesn't have connections to, military-wise?"

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn looked down. "You should stop feeling sorry for yourself alright. And to be honest, I do have a few things I wish I could do over myself, mainly my first mission as a Jolly Wrench. That was a disaster." He didn't speak more of it though, as he was giving out hints he didn't want to talk anymore about it.

Doc - Tag: Blade

"No, I don't mean you should keep it inside. I mean you should try to explain it to him gently. If I had to, I would, and this is just me, I would simply explain that I feel a bit more than a mere friendship, and want something a bit more. I would also try to say that I understand if he doesn't feel the same way, and that I would be happy for him if he was truly with someone else." Doc replied at once. "Keeping emotions inside is a bad idea. I should have made that clearer earlier."

Doc then looked back at Blade. "No matter what, even if Otter doesn't feel the same way, find a way to move on and keep going. Someone will be out there, waiting for you to come into his life." The Hornet then went silent as he seemed to just lose focus a bit. "I could have, but...after my crash, I didn't even consider such an option, I was too focused on my career as a doctor."

[Alfor]

Jigsaw Redtail | Status: Alert, Slightly paranoid | Tags: Oskar, Spray

Jigsaw was surprised by Oskar's offer to join him and Spray, and saw no reason to refuse. He had grown rather attached to the German since they had first met in Propwash. Though he was still slightly wary of Spray, he decided to act civil around the police plane. The youngster had quite the attitude... especially when angered. Plus he was in no mood to be arrested.

The old warplane scowled as a waitress zipped by, nearly knocking into his landing gear. Since he was the tallest of the three planes that was the only thing the little cars would be able to hit. He grabbed a menu after the other two had, tilting ever so slightly as he tried to recall any Portuguese. One of the benefits of joining the army was learning multiple languages. Though, unfortunately, it seemed as if he had forgotten quite a few words as the years went by. "Well d***, this language seems to have fled my mind." He muttered quietly, then snorted at the irony, "and the only time I needed it too." Finally he just picked something random. Jigsaw wasn't very picky when it came to food.

He listened to the conversation quietly as he ate, not feeling any need to add his two cents or break a potential fight. The two were getting along much better than their first encounter, which he was grateful for. At the moment he was more focused on his surroundings than whatever topic they were on.

Jigsaw was still wary and paranoid after the most recent attack. He could sense that things weren't going to go well, and it was only a matter of time before the next attack.

(I ship it XD
I have an Idea, if it hasn't been thought of already, how about Blade asks Otter out for dinner... or vise versa? That may get Fizzy back into roleplay mode)

[ShadowWolfCelica]

(Beginning to really struggle here, I will be honest. Not sure quite what's wrong, not sure whether I should step away or not)

Shadow Tags: Dusty

"Hey that.. that would be pretty nice. I'd like to see you race in person.. thank you" She said here with a smile now, glancing up at him. "Yeah work gets in the way more times than i care to count, though its always treated me well.... I'm alive after all!" She said with a light laugh here, turning away a little to look down the street further. She nodded at his suggestions, pondering for a moment, and realizing.... she missed his presence. She loooked up at him again and smiled again, her gaze falling upon him. "The beach sounds kinda nice.... would be nice to drive in the sand.... I dont know the hotels round here, so im not sure on that one, though a restaurant sounds good too..." SHe said here, her lips pursed.

"But sign me up for the beach, its about time i relaxed a little.... Just dont tell Finn!" She laughed, making her way out of the station, and looking around.

[Dusty Crophopper]

((I like that idea, as it's something Blade would do. XD And you'll be fine, Shadow! You're doing a great job so far!))

Oskar - Tags: Spray, Jigsaw

Oskar regarded Spray from over the top of his spectacles, frowning a little here. "Herr Krane... I think if you really look... you'd find we're more alike than you realize. I do hope you see that someday, and that we are not separated by all that much. I was never this monster devoid of all feeling or whatever you seemed to think I was before." Oskar said with a sigh.

He glanced over at Jigsaw and smiled, chuckling. "It is fine... I can't read Portuguese either! Never been to Portugal, nor any Portuguese speaking country. This is quite literally my first time!" the Komet declared.

He glanced from Spray to Jigsaw and back to Spray. "Erm... pardon but... it seems both of you are on edge. Why? Bandit Squadron has fled... we successfully fought them off, and we' re all dispersed into the city now. Makes tracking us much harder. There is no need to worry! I think it's time to relax, ja?" he asked, giving them both a small smile as he returned to his bacon wrapped chicken.

Finn - Tags: Sid, Shadow, Aeris

"Hmm well he's got connections among other billionaires and politicians... hard to tell what he's not connected to after all but... at least he doesn't own his own news agency." Finn murmured here, but then, his green eyes lit up. "Wait a minute! Billionaires! Axlerod might know this bloke! Maybe he's met him before! We should contact him and ask! Oh and I'll send the picture to Agent Shadow, so she can show Crophopper. Get him to possibly ID Carew! We could be on to something here! One moment Sid!"

He activated his direct channel to Shadow now. "Agent Shadow this is Finn... come in. I'm sending you a picture I want you to show to Crophopper. See if he recognizes the chap in the photograph, all right? It's vitally important that we get a potential ID here!" Finn ordered. "Let me know what he says." He uploaded the photo of Carew in front of his Skysword Industries logo with the waterfall fountain in the background pouring out from under the words. "We've got to get a positive ID... if we do... as mysterious as it is... Carew's our vehicle... much as it... doesn't seem like he would be."

Miles - Tags: Shinn

Miles picked up on the hints that Shinn didn't want to elaborate, and nodded slightly. He could be a tactless moron if he wanted to, but figured it was better to just let this one slide. Suddenly, he heard a buzzing sound, and Finn's voice sounded in his ear. "Gah! What? Agent McMissile? What you WIRED me? Well what do you want?" he asked, looking to the side with annoyance and taking a loud sip of his drink. "It's none of your business what I'm drinking! What do you want?" he snapped.

"Who? Hiram Carew? Oh yes! Of course I know that bloke!" Miles stomped a tire down for emphasis. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! I ran into him at a few parties! Kind of a reserved chap... didn't talk much. What's that? Acting strangely? No... don't think so." Miles trailed off here, thinking. "Not that I can think of at least. Anything out of the ordinary? Uh... well no... he seemed to have his own circle of friends that I didn't move amongst... uh... it was only at a few social reception type things... fundraisers and stuff like that. No never any personal parties as far as I know." It looked like Miles was talking to himself, but he was really responding to Finn's inquires.

"Sorry no... never noticed that. Look he was just quiet and reserved all right? Very polite, very formal... very... poetic sounding. Liked to quote prose or something. Huh? Yes prose." Miles confirmed. "Uh... OK..." He looked over at Shinn here, and smiled abashedly. "Sorry about that... seems that bloody Finn McMissile wired me up with a radio or some such rot. Was asking about that billionaire industrialist, Hiram Carew. No idea why though! Couldn't make sense of it! He seemed interested that he sometimes would speak in prose though..." the Range Rover trailed off here, unsure what to make of it.

Blade - Tags: Doc

Blade listened in silence, turning it over in his mind now as he thought about what to say next. What Doc said made sense... it couln't... hurt... to tell Otter... right? To just open up to him. Worse he would get would be a no. Sighing, Blade closed his eyes, and looked off to the side. "Yeah... you're right. I should just tell him. I should tell him what I'm... maybe feeling. And well... hopefully not scare him off. I don't want to lose his friendship after all." He thought about what he should do now.

"You know something?" he asked, looking up. "I should ask him... to dinner... or something. Go out with him. Gah I sound so stupid!" he groaned, these words sounding so foreign to him, as he hand't spoken like this in years. "Maybe I should go back... see how it went between him and Skila... what do you think?" he asked, as if needing confirmation for his actions or validation for his feelings. He searched Doc with almost... desperate eyes, as if the blue car had answers he really needed as Blade's gaze bored into him intensely.

Dusty - Tags: Shadow

Dusty smiled, and let his eyes light up here. "Well... why don't we do both?" he suggested. "Beaches around here have restaurants and bars after all... we'll do both! Come on! This way!" he exclaimed, pointing his nose in the direction he could see the beaches were. "Let's go find some trouble to get into!" he joked, but it was then that Finn radioed shadowed, and Dusty halted, knowing she probably had to respond.

He waited patiently, staying out of traffic's way as he watched it whizz by on the street before him, cars turning their headlights on as dusk started to enshroud Rio with its lower light settings. "Hm... good news... or bad?" Dusty asked her softly, not wanting to interrupt.

[Titanic X 21]

((Shadow, you're really doing a good job. I especially like the blossoming relationship between Dusty and Shadow. XD I know you're doing a lot better than you think. ))

Spray - Oskar, Jigsaw

Spray narrowed his eyes and relaxed, but kept himself ready to move if the need arose. "I know. It's just... Sometimes when my ailerons twitch, that means my instincts are acting up. I have quite a rep because of them amongst the FBI," he explained. "And something is definitely making me on edge."

He took a bite of the bacon-wrapped chicken once more, but as a precaution he flipped down his visor and activated the binocular function, looking for anything out of the ordinary. As he ate, he shot a glance at Jigsaw, noting his body posture and coming to the conclusion that he too was on edge, if not a little moreso than himself. Probably because he was a full blooded warplane, in comparison to Spray who was only half P-51.

He wondered if there were others amongst the crowd, and as another waitress came over, he thought he saw something in the crowd and he looked over, his visor's binocular function allowing him to zoom in on it, but it was gone before he could get a glimpse of it. Spray frowned, but brushed it aside as he turned back to Oskar. "So, that aside, you been to any other countries? After the war?" he asked, trying to make conversation and keep the enemy (if they were here) from finding out just who had nailed Bandit Squadron.

[ZAFTPrime]

((Agreed. I think you are doing a great job! ))

Sid - Tag: Finn

Sid nodded, deciding to let his mind work on trying to piece things together while Finn contacted Axlerod and Shadow. This couldn't be that easy. But at the same time, it had potential to break this case wide open.

'This has to be a big break. But we can't think of him as our target yet. This is too convenient for us. It's like he wants us to find out he could be behind this. We will have to be extra careful if that is the case.' Sid thought as he looked over the files again as well.

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn blinked in thought before he nodded. "Well, if Finn is interested in him, maybe they have some kind of lead. That was pretty funny you got wired. In all honesty though, could you tell me about this industrialist? Finn seemed like he really wanted that info badly." The MIG mix replied.

The fact Finn wanted information seemed to set Shinn on edge though, as he began to look around for anything unusual or out of the ordinary. He couldn't get the feeling something big was about to happen out of his mind, and he hated it. Shinn didn't let Miles know about it though, as he didn't want to worry the ex-billionaire.

Doc - Tag: Blade

Doc had to admit, that sounded like a very decent idea. "Actually, I think that is a great idea. See how it went first. Then you can ask him out, just as friends for now. I would tell him though, but as I said, it has to be you simply explaining that you feel a bit more than a mere friendship, and want something a bit more. If he doesn't, then just explain you understand and would be happy for him anyway." Doc replied. The darker-colored racecar was feeling a bit uncomfortable with Blade staring at him so intently, but he knew the red helicopter just wanted help on this, so he shoved his discomfort aside until then.

"To be honest, I don't think I can be of much more help." The Hudson Hornet added. He felt so useless right now. There was no way he could do much, and there had been no chance for him to help fight off any attackers. "Gah...I just feel so useless right now!" Doc growled as he scoffed a tire along the road. "Some help I am..." Doc hated to admit it, but he wanted to see some action. "I came here expecting to be involved in a battle, not helping someone out with their love life, no offense." He added quickly.

[adelphi prime.]

(I'm finally starting to get back into the RP mood... on a rainy day, of course, when it seems all my motivation seems to come. Sorry if I come in unnaturally at this point, I'm just gonna kinda... pick up wherever and however I can.)

Streak - Tags: Sid, Finn, Shadow, Aeris

Streak was silent, standing only a short distance from Aeris and listening to them try to figure out who this 'Carew' figure was. The dragon grew confused as to why they were confused. He didn't know the level of security under which the information was placed, nor did he know you could simply pull a file out of a hat on anyone in the world. "Couldn't he be living a second life that not even you know about? However you get this information," he waved his front talons about, "it could be breeched."

In that moment he loosly swept his tail around Aeris, a sense of worry that this strange car might jump on them -even if he was currently nowhere to be found... at least, around here.

Otter & Ibex - Tags: Skila

Ibex continued to glare at Otter, no matter what anyone would say or do to stop him. He hung back, watching, waiting, and if anything turned against him, he'd pounce. Blind or not, he viewed Otter as a threat, and threats had to be monitered. He was just glad his sister, Impala, wasn't there to twist the events further against him. It would always be that they were there to make each other miserable.

Otter, on the other hand, froze when he heard Skila greet him. It was a strange combination of fear, shock, and nervousness that overtook him in that second, as well as a sense of longing. 'Long time, no see,' was not what stirred the feeling, but simply hearing her voice... but not seeing her. He simply couldn't tell what her reaction was to him compared to what her voice sounded like emotionally. For a few moments he was unable to speak, struggling to put together even his own name and a hello. And when she asked why he was here, he almost felt like he had to clam up. After all, this whole operation, he thought, could be a secret.

"Um..." he started, not sure what to say, "It's a long story..." He inwardly slapped himself as he spilled out a short version of how he'd been in Propwash at the time of one of the attacks, only to have found that there was a wonderful team of vehicles chosen to help fight against the whole malarky. He'd mentioned the vision (but not anything about Pike or how he'd inadvertantly put Skila in danger), as well as the fact that Dusty Crophopper had invisioned something of the same sort. His babbling would have probably confused Skila more than anything, but he hoped he'd at least said something intelligent.

Rush - Tags: Oskar, Spray

Rush had been sitting back, listening, feeling he had nothing much to say. The Corsair was uneasy, but not so much because of the events of the day, but because he felt as if he'd contributated so little someone was bound to ask him something. He dreaded what that something would be, especially as now he had to face the embarassment of hiding all his life... and coming out from hiding as well. That was perhaps the more difficult of his problems.

Beyond that, Rigg's death kept replaying in his mind, haunting him. He felt as if he were the cause of that crash... perhaps if he'd been faster to get into the air it could have been avoided. He wanted the blood of his enemies, and that was something that horrified him. He didn't want to kill, but he wanted someone dead... he wanted that squadron obliverated to dust. He felt that even wanting them dead was, in a way, murdering them, even if not literally.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Tags- Dusty, Dusty

She smiled again here, excited by the prospect of doing both. "I... really like that idea!! I'm sure it wont be hard to find anything nice around here... It's Rio after all!" She said happily, finding she was able to fully relax in his presence, something that didn't happen with many. It was here however that Finn radioed through, and she halted, frowning as he spoke. She spun her hubcap and a large digital screen appeared before her windscreen, an image popping up as she downloaded his file. "Copy that Finn.... I'll see if he knows..."

She looked to Dusty here, driving a little more toward him, the image still showing. "Hey er... Dusty do you.... recognize this guy?" She asked, showing him the image. "Finn's wondering if we can ID him.... he must be something to do with the attack... whether it be this one or... the Propwash one..." She said carefully here, not wanted to upset him.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Oskar - Tags: Spray, Jigsaw, Rush

Oskar gave Spray an odd look, and nearly laughed at his binoculars that dropped down over his eyes with his visor. "Oh yes! You aren't conspicuous! Not in the slightest!" he teased the FBI plane as he looked positively ridiculous looking around the restaurant with those. "You might want to dial that back a bit, Mr. Twitchy Ailerons. You see it's just... you aren't in the US anymore, and going around looking like a soldier might draw to us some... undue attention." Oskar informed the black plane in hushed tones. "But all right... so something may or may not be up. I'm not concerned." he waved a flap dismissively. "If they wanted to harm us they would've done so by now... this isn't an enemy that simply waits until there's nobody around. They have no regard for innocent life so... I think we'd already be under the gun so to speak if we were in any danger." he said reassuringly.

"But what countries have I been to? Hm... well... after Germany I sought asylum in the United States. I mostly stayed there in Chicago for a good chunk of my life, but I have been to England and France and Belgium and the Netherlands and Italy... Russia too during the war. Yugoslavia as it was known back then. Austria... uh..." he looked up now, trying to think. "Mexico, Canada, and Argentina. I first fled to Argentina after the war until the US granted me asylum. I suppose... in a way... I turned my back on my home and fled but... I never... never wanted to just simply leave it behind... but there was really no reason for me to stay either." he said forlornly, looking down here with a sad frown.

"I haven't been back since." He said, looking through his spectacles now. "Ack!" he removed them, and placed them away in one of his compartments. "No sense wearing those."

Glancing over at Rush and noticing how... quiet the Corsair was being, Oskar saw the intense... look Rush seemed to have on his face. "Erm... Herr Rush... is everything... all right?" he asked.

Miles - Tags: Shinn

"Who? Carew?" Miles asked here. "Oh yes well... he was quite the successful weapons manufacturer. He was always at the cutting edge of technology, and well... seemed to be in a league of his own really. He kept to himself a lot though... didn't really mingle at the parties... just kind of... floated around, if that makes sense. I never got the sense he was one of the crowd so to speak. When he did talk, he always waxed poetic about some such thing or other. He liked quoting prose... or making his up, I never knew which." Miles shrugged his tires here as their meals arrived.

"Ah! Here we go! Time to eat!" he said eagerly, mouth practically watering at the sight. "Mmmmm!" he exclaimed upon digging in and taking his first bite. "Oho, that hits the spot! Wow! I've missed this!" he declared. "Erm... let me think... where was I? Oh yes! I never knew what to make of him really. He was a strange sort but I don't think he was the kind to just open up to anyone. You had to know him you know? And not many seemed to. He was polite... formal... but I suspected him of anything other than being dull." he chuckled.

"I mean I dunno... what to make of him. We hardly seemed to move in the same circles after all." Miles shrugged his wheels outwards again. "What do you think Finn's interest in him is?" he speculated aloud now.

Finn - Tags: Sid, Streak, Aeris

"You may be right but someone would've noticed by now I think!" Finn replied to Streak. "I mean there's just nothing in his file to indicate he has any sort of terrorist leanings or tendencies... but if Crophopper confirms my suspicions... then he's our car. No other way to slice it, and I will NOT wait around to gain the legal means to search his premises! I intend to act on this as soon as I can, consequences be d*****! We can't just sit around if he's the threat we've all been under after all! Though..." He narrowed his eyes, and frowned now.

"Perhaps a bit more cautious approach would do us well. Try and ascertain... I can't just base my instincts on a vision after all." He murmured. "This case is the strangest I've ever worked, and I shouldn't just throw out the book now and act randomly. We still need to play this by the numbers. We need to be absolutely certain. No charging in on a whim or a guess." He sighed here, waiting for Shadow to get back to him about whatever Dusty said.

Skila - Tags: Ibex, Otter

Skila narrowed her eyes, and began listening to Otter's tale with a frown on her face. She followed it well through the Propwash attack and how there was a new band of vehicles getting together to combat this global menace; she'd seen the news after all, and wasn't blind to what was going on. She knew a major attack had taken place worldwide overnight. She liked the sound of it really... a group of vehicles to fight back... she could get behind that. But why was Otter with them? How was he contributing?

Then he began explaining a vision... and that's where Skila seemed to frown even deeper. Otter... was he mentally unwell? Was this just one big fantasy of his? She'd never taken him for the crazy sort but... had he truly lost his mind after his vision had went? "Er... Otter?" Skila asked here. "Are you... feeling all right? You... aren't making any sense. I know you know about the attacks but... a vision?" she asked now, "I don't... really follow you on that." she said, trailing off here.

Blade - Tags: Doc, Otter, Ibex

Blade nodded, but rocked back a little as Doc said he didn't exactly want to advise on someone else's love life. "Uh... well... fine. I didn't... ask you to I just... you said I could get it off my rotors so... I did." he explained here. "I'm sorry if I.... bored you or something." Blade replied, giving him a darker look. "I'm gonna go... go take your advice. Thanks..." His rotors began to whip the air as his engine powered up now, and he took to the sky, his landing gear retracting. "I'll uh... see you later." he said, turned his nose and heading back to the airport now. Doc was right... no sense wasting time talking about it... he had to... had to let Otter know... somehow...

But as he flew, he began having second thoughts. Could he really do this? Could he really make this work? It was... risky... and it would get Blade in a position he hadn't been in in years... so could he really just... do this? Could he really let Otter know how he felt? His rotors beating the air formed a constant backdrop to his thoughts, and he just wasn't sure what he could do from here on out.

But the closer he got, the bolder he became, particularly when he saw Otter still engaged in conversation with Skila. He hovered overhead, listening in as he heard Skila ask Otter if any of it was true. "I assure you it's quite true." Blade said, touching down now as his rotors slowed. "He really saw this vision. I saw him go into this weird trance like state when he did... both times. Hey Otter..." He said softly. "How's it going?" he asked, hoping that... it was at least well between himself and Skila, but a deeper part of him wishing it wasn't going so well... much as he hated to admit that.

Dusty - Tags: Shadow

"Oh?" Dusty asked, turning to face her now. "Let's see..." But his eyes widened and his heart stopped as he saw the picture of the slightly smiling vintage car in front of some logo of some kind. "Oh my gosh!" he gasped. "Shadow that's... that's him!" he exclaimed. "I... that's HIM! That's the guy from my vision! That is HIM! No mistake! I would know him anywhere! Shadow that's him!" he repeated.

"Where... did you get that? Who is that?" he asked, eyes frantic as he looked from the picture to her eyes and back to the picture. He narrowed his eyes to look at the words behind the car. "Skysword Industries? What is that?" he asked. "Some sort of company? What do they make?" Seeing that face was something Dusty would never forget, and he wondered how Finn had managed to track him down so fast. It was remarkable... but that was totally the car.

[ZAFTPrime]

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn shrugged his ailerons before he spoke. "Maybe it has to do with the mission, who knows? All I know is that he had to have contacted you for a reason." The MIG mix replied before he began to munch on his steak. "Wow! This is really good!" He added with a smile.

Doc - Tag: Blade, no one

Doc could only nod before Blade left. He pondered whether or not to go and see if Blade would have an sort of success, but decided against it. This was the helicopter's thing, not his. Instead, the ex-racer began to drive around aimlessly, with no real destination in mind.

((Someone needs to interact with Doc. He's lonely.))