Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[adelphi prime.]

{Sorry I hadn't responded earlier! Had to go to youth group... gotta say, though, that it was totally worth going to.}

Rush - Tags: Oskar

Rush sighed, deep and in a contemplating manner. "Yes... he was our squadron's commander. He trained me -he trained all of us." After a short pause he added, "But it's not because of him that I feel like it's my fault. If anything, I do believe he pitties me. Puts my expirence on his wings, and if my notions are correct, I hate that he does so. That's what I blame myself for. Yes, I do feel that my brothers in wing had died partly because of me, but at the same time I know that they cannot feel what I do -what the Skipper feels- everyday knowing that they were killed instead of us. It's better for them to have died than to live on like we have." The Corsair's voice took on a softer tone now. "But one thing I left out in my original story is that I was not the only one who pleaded to sink that ship. The whole squadron did -or most of it."

Otter - Tags: Blade, Dusty

"Alright," Otter said. When Dusty was out of earshot, he tapped Blade with his wing, knowing where the helicopter was. "You're fine, Blade," he said quickly, "I don't mind so much. If it makes you feel any better, I still make the mistake of saying I've seen or saw something. Besides, no harm done." His mood was lighthearted, but only because he was trying to mask the still frightened feeling the attack had left upon him. For an F-18, he was easily shaken... especially now when he was left in the dark (quite literally) on anything visual.

[Dusty Crophopper]

((Well I'm glad you enjoyed it. And because I couldn't resist throwing Skipper in here... XD))

Oskar - Tags: Rush

"I see... so you blame yourself for him pitying you... taking your pain and burdens onto himself. And you... have... survivor's guilt I see." Oskar stated, nodding his front once. "If the whole squadron egged him on then... then it was a squadron decision and a squadron mistake. But Herr Rush... you suffer from what I do... the notion that I should be the one that fell from the sky... not my comrades. Not the young kids... I know how little of an impact I truly had on the war... I shot down a few bombers but so what? I didn't spare the cities, and it didn't silence the screams of thousands of civilians who died in the fire-bombings of my country. I ask myself every day... what silences the screams? What brings peace to me?"

He looked at Rush here, softening. "I think... I think it's the ability to relate to veterans like you... to share our stories... to know that we were not alone... and are not alone for that matter. We have our shared experiences... and we have... us. The survivors. Does it stop the screams? No... but does it lessen them? I think... I think every little bit that every time I do this... it does yes. I've come to think over the years that maybe they shouldn't be silenced... death is inevitable in war... and all deaths are violent. They should be remembered for how they died. But to blame ourselves for surviving... does it really do ourselves any good to inflict such pain on ourselves 70 years later?" he asked the Corsair.

Before he could continue, a gruff voice cut him off, and he kept his mouth shut, tensing up as he saw another Corsair roll up to them now. "Rush! What are you doing getting all cozy with that... that German?" Skipper asked, narrowing his eyes as he looked the two of them over. His voice was dripping with disdain on that last word. "Their kind isn't welcome here... at least not in my vicinity. I saw you take off with him earlier... what's going on?" he inquired, eyes still narrowed.

Blade - Tags: Otter

Blade relaxed and broke into a smile as Otter tried to reassure him about his mistake. "Yeah... I'm sorry Otter. I shouldn't have been so insensitive! I just... you know you got habits that are hard to break, and there you go." Blade rolled his eyes, and sighed. "I should've been more aware of your situation. I mean... you know I still can't... imagine it, and I want to be supportive, not making stupid slips like that. So I'm glad you didn't take offense to it. I mean it's one thing for me to sit here and say stuff like that, and another for you to hear it all, heheh."

He thought about something now. "Say... we gotta find you a job, don't we? That's what you came here for after all! You seem like you got a sharp mind, and I'm willing to bet..." He stopped talking though as Dusty began speaking over the loudspeakers, and turned in the direction of the podium to face him and hear what he had to say.

Dusty Crophopper - Tags: Everyone in earshot

"Uh..." Dusty spoke into the mic now, his voice coming over the loudspeakers. "Hi everyone. I'm Dusty Crophopper... the plane... a lot of you came to see me today. If I could just have your attention for a few brief minutes... I won't take up much of your time." He paused, looking out at everyone. "I just wanted to say that... that this attack caught me by complete surprise... it took all of us by surprise. I never... never in my wildest dreams thought I'd EVER see anything like this in my hometown... ever! All I can say is... I'm sorry. I'm sorry this happened. I feel responsible, even though... even though I know I'm not..." His voice was meek at that last part, and he seemed to shrink a little here. "For all of your pain and suffering... and... to those that have lost their life today... I can only apologize. I'm going to donate my earnings from the show to your recovery... to covering your medical bills... it's the least I can do for my fans and supporters. I'm gonna set up a donation in my name to any others who would like to contribute to helping us heal... and helping us move on."

He gulped here, swallowing hard as he continued. "I... I wish this had never happened... but we need to come together now... all of us. We must band together as a community. Because this isn't just about my community and hometown... it's about the community all of you form as my fans and supporters. You all came here today to see me perform... and it's that... sense of community we have that makes us strong... or so I feel." He was running out of ideas, as he wasn't really a speech giver or speech composer. "I just don't ever want us to give that up. We aren't going to be intimidated by this. We stand together... and I... I'm going to get to the bottom of this!" he insisted. "For your sakes! Thank you for coming today... and I'm sorry. I just... thanks for being part of my community. I'd be nothing without you guys... and I mean that. Please... please donate to the recovery effort. We all need your help to pull through this for the wounded... for the traumatized... thanks. Thanks for being who are you. Thank you all for believing that you can do more than what you were built for..." He backed away now, unsure what else to say, and left it at that as he rolled down the platform and closed his eyes, his heart racing and his brain whirling. He sighed, and tried to focus... tried to get his racing heart and mind under control... even as he felt the tears start to slide down his sides once again...

Finn - Tags: Aeris, Doc, Lightning, Spray

Finn waited for Dusty's speech to finish up, and fixed Doc with a glare. "Why didn't you let me know? I'm supposed to know all American agents on this station! We're working together after all... not against each other! What were you hoping to gain by concealing such information? A car comes back from the dead... sounds like... a fantastic tale, no? I had no idea you worked for the FBI. You should've shown me some form of identification sooner! Could've avoided all this!" Finn chided.

Miles Axlerod - Aboard a jet - Tags: No One

Miles had been led out of Belmarsh blindfolded and under heavy security. Completely blacked out, he knew he'd been loaded onto a jet of some sort, but when the blindfold was removed, he blinked, the light hurting his eyes. "Agh! Where... where am I going?"

"Can't tell." responded a fancier looking car. "If you knew that... could lead to others trying to spring you." Miles looked around the interior of the cabin, and noticed others around him... most likely agents guarding him.

"Am I being... transferred?" he asked, looking around with a raised brow. "OW!" he exclaimed, feeling a sharp pain in his lower undercarriage. "What was that?" He tried to turn, but found he was locked into his seat.

"Just a precaution... you try to run... we blow you up." The fancy looking car (which Miles pegged as a Daimler) spoke with a smirk.

"WHAT?" the Rover gulped here, eyes widening to the size of tires. "But I..."

"You have to understand... you're a priority for us... escaping would do no one any good... and this way... we can ensure you have no... urges shall we say, to drive off." the Daimler explained.

"Blimey... I didn't really think..." Miles noticed a window to his right that he could barely see... but he could discern nothing but clouds and blue skies out there. "I'm afraid I still don't understand..."

"You aren't meant to... yet. Just relax and enjoy the ride..."

"Yes... I see..." Miles gave off an uneasy smile, and looked around, trying to take in what he could of his surroundings, and wondered just where he was going...

[Lance-McClain]

*cries because I keep disappearing* Recap?}

[Dusty Crophopper]

((Well the attack's over now, Dusty just gave a speech, uh... everyone's kind of off in their own little groups doing their own little thing now. XD You can jump in with any group you want really. ))

[Lance-McClain]

{What group is Aeris in because that's the group I'll pop into since I know Aeris the best of all of the OCs}

[Dusty Crophopper]

((He's with Finn, Doc, Lightning, and Spray right now))

[Lance-McClain]

{Alright. I'll pop in with Aero}

The slightly smaller car looked between the two older cars as they talked, more like as one got scolded. "What's going on here?" She asked once everyone was done talking.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

((Ugh wtffffff So much to look at XD Shadow and Lightning have vanished haha ))

[ShadowWolfCelica]

((Right, recapped...... i think XD dammit))

Shadow Carlisle Tags:Streak, Dusty

Shadow nodded in understanding with Streak, though she had to admit, she wasn't a heavy beleive in.... magic, though it had seemed to produce results for him so.... "hm.... the whole thing is rather intriguing. Maybe it's something we can look into again.... find others like you. I'm certain, after seeing that other dragon, your not the only one" Shadow said here, noticing the commotion with Finn and the Hornet. She slowly made her way over, hearing the glimpses of conversation, and.... when did Lightning get here? She frowned as Finn mentioned FBI.

"The FBI are involved now too......" She stated, though she scowled at Spray calling them spies. She didn't regard herself a spy. She was an agent. She saw a difference. She bit her tongue and held back a response as the huge commotion kicked up with the new FBI agent. "Hang on..... you said we were here to meet our American counterparts.... where are they??" Shadow asked Finn outloud, looking around. She pinpointed various members, though immediately froze upon hearing Dusty's voice across the mic. She hadn't even seen him go there! She turned to watch while he made his speech, driving to meet him quite quickly when he had finished.

"Hey.... that was really brave of you..... i think you did really well" She encouraged here, smiling again at him. "You know, you'd make a good leader I reckon. You already are. I think a lot of others look up to you" She said, looking across the crowd. "It's about time someone paid for what they've done"

Lighting Tags: Hugh, Finn, Aeris, Spray
((Hm im not sure if him passing out would be in character but i think i can work it ))

Lightning was still staring at the Hornet, even as it was revealed about his funny plates, and before he could even register, Finn appeared in front of him, between him and the Hornet. Lightning shook his hood. Finn was here too???? What was going on?? He blinked a few times, before making his way forward, and then, he heard that name. .... that name he had tried so hard to move on from..... that name.

"D-doc?" Came the inevitable voice, Lightning making his way round Finn, slowly and cautiously, watching the Hornet. "B-but how did you. ..... you died!!! You.... your dead....." he painfully stuck his words together, unsure as to how further to process this, and began to feel light headed, mainly due to the dust he'd managed to breath in. He shook his hood, his mind becoming clouded. This wasnt..... possible.... he felt himself slipping once again, and felt her breathlessness take him away somewhat. Before he fully passed out, he managed a "...Doc....." before his eyes unwillingly closed and he slumped on his tires, fully passed out.

[ZAFTPrime]

Doc - Tags: Finn, Aeris, Lightning, Spray

"I didn't revel myself because I am supposed to be dead!" Doc shot back. "The medical conference where I was had been attacked by cars just like these for a reason I didn't understand! I was lucky enough to be out of the blast range of the explosion, but I still barely survived. I was recently assigned, and the FBI insisted on me remaining hidden. If it was revealed there was a survivor, the attackers might have tried again, but with some place else. I remained secret to keep everyone back home alive!" The Hornet was pissed, but he knew the spy had some good points. He then sighed. "I'm sorry about earlier, but I had to be cautious."

Looking back at the red racecar, Doc turned just in time to see him pass out. Concern flooded his body. "Hey! Rookie?!" He drove over, hoping to get the kid to wake up. Lightning was out though, and Doc sighed. Yep, he was going to have to explain this once the kid woke up. He then faced Finn once more. "I couldn't just reveal myself. If any of these guys attempted to attack again, I would have been a target. At least, that is what the FBI feared. To be honest, I don't think these attackers know that I survived."