by Dusty Crophopper » Mon Jul 27, 2015 8:53 am
((Sorry for the delay; I went on a road trip this weekend but I'm back now!))
Dusty - Tags: Shadow, Spray, Doc
"Yes I know but... we can't do anything on that just yet until we know more about him." Dusty whispered to her. "I'm with Spray... let's get out of here and get on this Galac Stone... thing." Dusty said, looking between his two comrades. Carew was still smiling at them, but it was melting back into his more polite look he'd given them when they'd first arrived in his office.
He seemed to not register Shadow's question to him at all, ignoring it despite it being presented right to his face. "I'll provide you the coordinates to the Green Eye. I recommend you hurry back and oh... do be careful. I probably don't have to tell you that though... your organization speaks for itself." He said, shrugging his wheels here again.
"Right... let's... let's go..." Dusty said, pushing Shadow towards the door, keeping his eyes on Carew here. He wasn't sure what would happen from here on out, but knew they had to be prepared. His phone pinged as he received a new email, but he would check that later when he had the time. He wondered if it was Carew, sending him the coordinates as promised. All their phones in fact pinged, as Dusty could hear them all go off.
He moved into the elevator with the others, pushing the button for the lobby, and remained silent as the doors closed, watching Carew watch them before they started their descent. When they reached the lobby, Dusty was immensely relieved to see Finn and Doc, who had escaped their ordeal in the ventilation shafts. Dusty sighed gratefully, and gave the two agents a smile. "Am I ever glad to see you!" he exclaimed.
"Yes well... was nearly gassed in there! Carew knew we were coming but... what did you mean Agent Shadow that he's... more capable than we know?" the Faultless asked her curiously, raising a brow. "I mean I kind of figured this would be a trap, but what did you see up there?"
Dusty remained silent, figuring it was best for Shadow to answer that one, but he could confirm her story with his own as he'd definitely felt an invisible force hold him back when he'd moved to confront Carew! In the meantime, he pulled up his email and looked over at Spray. It was entitled "Green Eye." "Say..." he began, speaking towards the FBI plane. "Did you get the same email I got?" he asked, opening it up now to reveal the coordinates. He wasn't sure where it was, but a quick check by the others would see it was in fact located in Thailand, somewhere in the jungles. Finn already knew this, as he'd checked it before he'd exited the vents, but wasn't saying anything on it at the moment.
Blade - Tags: Radar
Blade paused as Dusty radioed in to them. "Guys! Er... air support! Blade! Radar! We're all OK... but I think we've got a new objective now! We'll explain in a bit... you have might've gotten emails about it!"
"Email?" Blade asked, blinking. Not many knew his email but... then again this Carew guy could apparently enter your head so... maybe... and sure enough, there it was. He had received one from Hiram Carew. "Well I'll be d****d." he said, looking over at Radar. "He's right! Glad to know they're all OK though!" he said, radioing as such back to Dusty. "Guess we got... something else to do!" Blade exclaimed, continuing his holding pattern around the complex. "Still..." He trailed off here, something else on his mind as he thought about what they knew of Carew so far.
Miles - Tags: Calypso
Doc hadn't responded to his last statements, so Miles figured perhaps the situation had been resolved. They all seemed to be gathering back at the lobby now, but Miles felt... guilty he'd gotten distracted. That he'd let those down who were counting on him. He was... finally needed and he had failed... he felt a sinking feeling in his tank as he looked over to Calypso here. He noticed the look on her face and now he really felt low... as if he couldn't please anyone today at all.
He reversed a little, giving her a horrified look. He couldn't... please anyone anymore. He was about to drive off... just... drive wherever... even if it meant getting blown up but... his fears weren't quite enough to get the better of him... not quite. "I... Calypso sorry I just... I feel... pulled here... both ways. I want to spend time with you but... there's... there's... look I forgot to mention but... this group I'm fighting against? They were behind the attacks in those cities yesterday! Surely you heard of this! And from what we've been getting... our very survival... our very existence as vehicles may depend on this, OK?" he asked, glancing to the monitors here. "This is... bigger than you and me... I've already twice been the intended victim of an assassination plot! I don't know why but Hiram Carew wants me dead! You may not know him, but he's that big time weapons manufacturer that has that global presence! I don't know why he wants me dead, or what he's trying to do but from what we've found out... this could impact us ALL... all right?" he asked her, trying to get her to look at him so she understood the gravity of the situation.
