Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[adelphi prime.]

{Welp... sorry if I'm slow to reply. ^^; }

Rush - Tags: Oskar

The Corsair felt his heart jump out to the German. There was no doubt Oskar had seen more war, death, and distruction that Rush ever had -and probably ever would. "You were under orders," he said gently, "and I don't blame you for that. The only blasted mistakes anyone made were made by those higher up." Sighing, he sunk lower on his landing gear. "You did what you deemed to be right -you fought to protect and serve your country, because there seemed no other way." There seemed to be something that snapped in him here -but snapped for the broken, not for the anger. "...fear cripples even the strongest of vehicles." Fear was what had controlled him -and he knew it all too well- for the long time since Glendalcanal. Fear that Skipper cast all blame on him, fear that his squadronmates, even if deceased, would disapprove of him, and most of all... fear that the memories would never fade.

He cringed at his own realization, feeling helpless at the moment to do anything to stop fear. After all, was there really anything that cured it? It wasn't some petty fear of spiders or fear of the dark, but a fear that made you feel such crippling despair you just want it to end -but fear the end as well. To the point where you fear fear in itself. Setting his green eyes steadily on Oskar, he commented quietly on Oskar's earlier remark. "But you are going off into battle now. Perhaps a different kind of battle, but battle all the same."

Otter - Tags: Blade, Doc

"Forget all that research unless it truely helps you," Otter said, almost bitterly. "If it lifts you up, than yes, but don't ever go comparing yourself with other people. If you do that, you'll either become proud or become weary and weak. Focus on what YOU can do, not setting standards on what other people have accomplished." That being said, he relaxed a bit. "I..." Closing his eyes, even if it didn't affect him, he took a deep breath. "I can't say I could really explain who I was beforehand. I was selfish, rude... I feel like I only saw things in a way that affected me. If it didn't affect me, than I didn't care." Many of the planes of the squadron had said he was a good friend even before his crash. He never deemed the comments to be true -even now he felt selfish, like with every worry about his blindness or complaint he was casting the trouble of others' aside and replacing them with his own. His desire to be able to see once more sometimes felt like a weight -like he was putting his own problems above everyone else's.

"Heh... who knew being blind could be a real eye opener."

[Dusty Crophopper]

((Well some reply is better than no reply, Propwash. XD And all right Aeris... I think my girlfriend is taking over your characters for now. Hope things improve on your end.))

Dusty - Tags: Shadow

"Whoa!" Dusty gasped, blinking as she showed off her machine gun on her side. "Yeah... I guess you are! That's seriously cool though! I mean come on! You have machine guns and stuff? It IS just like James Bond!" he declared, grinning here. "So... saving others? Huh... yeah I suppose I could do that... and of course, fight any fires that crop up, since... that's probably all I'll be good for." he chuckled, shaking his front and rolling his eyes. "So I guess just... help out when needed and uh... yeah I suppose be a lookout or something for you. Would be difficult as I kind of stick out but... maybe I could try being... innocuous?" he asked, trying that word out.

He offered her a smile in return, and a nod. "All right... but uh... don't you think I'd need weapons at some point? I know... I've... never killed before... and would never want to but... I dunno... to defend myself maybe?" he suggested here, then realized what he was saying. "Uhh on second thought... it's probably better I don't in all honesty." he added sheepishly.

"You don't like these things?" he asked, moving closer to her now. "Hey... it's gonna be OK... I've done this plenty of times before... both as myself and in another aircraft! You don't have to worry about it, Shadow!" he reassured her. "It's actually safer than driving, believe it or not! About 2,000 vehicles are killed a year globally in aircraft and well... 60,000 cars die in the US from accidents a year... and that's just one country! So you're quite safe up here!" he gave her a wide smile. "I can vouch for it!" He chuckled at her not knowing where they were going, and reached out... hesitating before placing a wing over her and rubbing her top. "You'll be OK... you really will. It's very safe, take my word for it."

Oskar - Tags: Rush

"Those... were... large mistakes." Oskar responded sadly, frowning regretfully. He paused as Rush stated that fear crippled even the strongest of vehicles. "Yes... I... suppose it does... fear of going back to the way things were and... suffering through horrible times. Trying to... support my country and restore its prestige and standing... though I never felt going into other nations was right. After the Anschluss, everything just... fell apart gradually. I and others like me... we didn't like our government... but the alternative we had before was worse so... I suppose... no one did anything... when they should have... for sure. But thank you for... understanding at least. It's more than I usually get from... other vets." He sighed. "I am not going to make excuses however for my lack of action I suppose you could call it. I would never do that."

He glanced at Rush, meeting his gaze now and frowning thoughtfully here. "Yes... it is... but it is a battle I feel that has much greater meaning than ANY I've ever fought before! I mean we have a second MOON in our sky, Herr Rush! That has GOT to mean something! This is a fight unlike ANYTHING we've faced before! I almost feel like... we're battling for the future of our planet! I can't explain it but... it's just... a feeling I have. So I WILL fight this fight... and may it hopefully be my last. May it lead to a final retirement for me... and may I never have to kill again when this is over." he stated resolutely, though his eyes betrayed a sadness as he gazed right at the old Corsair, though his features were set, and determination was evident as well.

Blade - Tags: Otter, Doc

Blade blinked here, looking at Otter with surprise. "Ignore them? Well... yeah... I guess you're right... I shouldn't compare myself to them but... I don't think that's what I'm trying to do." Blade said slowly. "I think I just... find it inspirational that my... sort of proclivity HAS been known to be greats in history. It does inspire me I'll admit. It helps remind me that my father... wasn't right... that his words were lies... that it's not evil... it's not... wicked and it's not... an... abomination." he said that last word with disgust, and flinched.

To say he was shocked that Otter had been selfish and rude before was an understatement. Blade nearly felt his landing gear collapse at this. "Heh... you? No... it can't... be... Otter?" he asked here, trailing off as he realized the plane was being serious. "You were... what? A cocky hotshot ace who's been knocked down several pegs by his accident?" Blade asked softly. Blade was briefly reminded of himself but no... he wasn't cocky... and he wasn't... selfish... at least he didn't think so. Maybe he was a lot more selfish now than he'd been back then though... refusing to share himself with anyone, and walling them out.

"Heh..." he chuckled lightly at Otter's comment about being blind being a real eye opener. "I guess... that's true in a way. But... I have to say Otter... I don't see you as selfish now... and well I agree... sometimes we don't really... realize who we are until a really... traumatic event occurs and humbles us a bit. In my case it was the opposite: I lost... Nick and that shattered my slowly building confidence... and damaged me in a way I never realized... but you... you may have been... damaged without realizing it... and then you lost your sight and you woke up. You need to hold onto that. Hey uh... is there any chance of say maybe a... corneal transplant or something? Something to restore your eyesight in the future?" Blade asked now, unsure of how bad Otter's condition was.

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - No one

Spray was silent as he sat in the plane he had chosen. The silence wasn't overwhelming, broken by the engines of the craft, but it did give him time to think and try to figure this whole thing out.

He closed his eyes and let his mind wander for a bit.

'Okay. So let's see... This whole thing started when Doc got attacked at that medical conference several years ago. There was some kind of big revelation that tied into the rise of the vehicular race, and someone did not want that to come out,' he thought. 'Then Dusty gets attacked at the air show during the corn festival, and then that strange phrase 'When red replaces blue, we become you.' Shortly after the attack, Dusty and from what Horah said, Otter, both experience visions involving a 1920s car and then...'

He opened his eyes and looked down at the small pyramid now lying in front of him. A frown crossed his face as he nudged it with a tire. "I find this..." Spray whispered to himself. "How is it all connected? And what about that second moon? Or more specifically, how does that moon tie into all of this?"

His mind raced, but no plausible theories came to his mind. Even his intelligence wasn't able to come up with answers. Like everyone else, he was stuck speculating. And his speculations weren't always as accurate as he hoped. Normally he relied on his amazing instincts for if something was amiss, but this time even his instincts were baffled.

Spray looked out the window at the two large plane flying beside the jet. One of them - Radar - had his radar dish active and he was scanning for any possible threats while Horah lurked close by, his stealthy signature making him seem more like a ghost on radar screens. But in the light of the sun, he seemed to be a shadow that lived and breathed. Seeing him like that made him shudder a bit.

Even though Spray was part P-51 and he could have flown by himself, he wasn't willing to take a chance. Best to save his fuel for when he really needed it, he figured.

Now if only Finn would tell them where they were going...

[ZAFTPrime]

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn nodded. "I see. Good artists. I prefer Bon Jovi myself. Always have. And it's great you had friends who saw you as who you were. I'm surprised a car as nice as you let his rage get to the point of revenge." Then, the MIG mix smirked. "You know, had you remained the car you were before Allinol, that could have been the ultimate revenge. Those cars who made fun of you would have been struggling to make ends met while you would have succeeded in life. I know I did that with my bullies. They all said I wouldn't make it, but when I joined the military, after my little flop of a first mission, I went back to my school for a reunion, and boy, were those guys in trouble with the law. I was literally grinning as I saw their state. Yes, I know it was wrong, but hey, they said I wouldn't be able to succeed at anything because I was part MIG."

Doc - Tags: Blade, Otter

Doc laughed at Blade's remark about Otter's dog liking him. As Blade and Otter talked, he listened in. When Blade asked if Otter could have a transplant to restore his eyesight, Doc shook his front. "It can't happen. The damage is most likely to severe to be replaced." He replied. "As a racer, and a doctor, I have seen cars get damage as bad as his. If it was more minor, it could be done, but if he was removed from service because of it, then the damage is beyond repair."

The Hornet then looked at Blade. "In my crash, it shattered my confidence and I...well...I didn't exactly become humbled. Rather, it scared me. I had thought I would be the best forever, but that crash ended that belief. And to add insult to injury, my sponsor got bought out while I was out of commission and when I returned, the new owners basically said they didn't need me and kicked me out. I had already recovered some of my confidence by that time, but to be told I was no more, that the racing world didn't care about me anymore, that broke what confidence I had regained and I left, never to return."

He sighed before continuing. "After that, I despised the racing world and everyone in it. I didn't realize that the racing community had wanted me back until over fifty years later. At the time, when I had left, many racers and sponsors were looking for me, but I didn't notice or even pay attention. But I...I felt like I was just forgotten in the racing world. The crash and the results of afterwards really broke my confidence as a racer. That's why I left for the medical field. I knew I could make it there, and I had the smarts to make it through college. And with what experience I had from being in the hospital during my racing career, I knew I could do well. So I regained my confidence and became a doctor, a very good one too."

Doc then looked back out the window. "I wonder where we're headed."

[adelphi prime.]

{That's true. XD Hope things start lookin' up for you, Aeris.}

Rush - Tags: Oskar

The Corsair wasn't one for words, studying the smaller plane almost curiously. Oskar seemed to have a kind of confidence in his decisions Rush could never hope to attain. Hearing about the second moon -which hadn't been on his mind much- he glanced out the window. The sun was shining, casting its golden rays on the landscape below, and yet still the red moon hovered, just above the horizon, last night's firey light now blazing as its surface reflected the sun's beams. It was eerie, how the thing glowed. Looking at it created a dull ache of worry in the deepest regions of his tank -one that grew the longer he stared. It made what Oskar had just proposed seem like it was right around the corner -a war for Earth and society as they knew it. Shuddering, he tore his eyes away from the moon, he settled them on Oskar again. Not knowing how to respond to Oskar's talk of the war, he focused on the last of his words. "The War of the World..." he muttered without thinking, "Unfortunately, I think you might be right."

Otter - Tags: Blade, Doc

Otter smiled some, "If it inspires you than nothing's stopping you. And no, it's not an abomination, it's just a choice that is yours and your buisness only." He left his words at that, noticing the shock in the helicopter's voice. "That's not so true... I mean, I'm still selfish. Outwardly? Maybe not so much, but... if you could read my thoughts... sometimes I feel like... like I think about what could have been, or what might happen too much. I know I'm not..." he sighed, his voice shaking somewhat. The fact that he'd be blind for the rest of his life still was too much for him to fully accept. "...Doc's right in that I won't be able to be repaired. The damage's been done, and with current technology there is no cure."

"But you're also a crew cheif... or you used to be," Otter added, knowing at least a small bit about races, and the news that came with them. "So in a way you are still, well, part of the racing community. You overcame your heartache over it, through Lightning, I assume?"

[ZAFTPrime]

Doc - Tags: Blade, Otter

Doc nodded. "I did, but I didn't exactly like the fact that Lightning was a racer at first. I wanted nothing to do with the racing world when he came into town, and I wanted him out. Eventually, I did come to accept him though, but only after I basically had him sent back to the racing community. When he was taken back, I thought everything would go back to normal. But...the way Lightning had reacted around me...that wasn't the sign of a forgotten racecar. I didn't know why, but the kid had wormed his way past my mask and saw the real me, and it...it hurt...to know that he had held nothing but respect for me...and I just brushed it aside like it was nothing. I acted like he had, and that made me realize I couldn't just ignore the racing community. So, I went back, and boy, was I shocked to receive the reception I did when I became his crew chief."

Doc laughed a bit. "So yeah...I guess I did remain a part of it after that."

[ShadowWolfCelica]

((Aeris has given me permission to rp his characters until he comes back, so we can keep them going, please bear with me if they are.... Not EXACTLY in character as im still getting a feel for them!!))

Shadow - Tags: Dusty

She laughed at his surprised reaction. "Well, I reckon i would give James Bond a run for his money!!" She winked to him, feeding off of his good nature. She looked away for a moment, thinking about what he could do, pursing her lips a moment. "I do think you'll be a big help... let's put it this way, if Finn didn't think you were gonna be any help at all, he wouldn't have asked for you specifically. Finn is... the best agent i know. And he's extremely clever... Even if I do occasionally have to put him in his place!" She laughed lightly here, looking to the floor out of habit now. At the mention of weapons, she did look up in a worried manner, biting the inside of her lip.

"Dusty..... It's a complicated situation... I mean, I can teach you how to defend yourself, how to handle a weapon and... if needs be... possibly install you but... You don appear to me like a killer... i dont suppose you've ever killed anyone.." She began here, looking to him with slight doubt. "But... if you want, I will show you, so you can best defend yourself and others, if need be" She said here, giving him a more confident look now. "That's if you wish"

Her face fell a little further here when he mentioned about crashing, her eyes darting around a little bit, a frantic look appearing. "Wait, wait, HOW many??" She asked here, looking to him panicked. "Oh great, with my occupation that's probably..... quadrupled... I wont survive long!" She rambled here, appearing to have missed the point completely. It was only upon his approach and the wing on her roof that she fell quiet, noticing her panic had made her heart race quite quickly, and her oil pressure rise. She closed her eyes here, breathing out, and listening to the hum of the engine. "Thank you...." She said here quietly. "I... I'm not good on planes... I'm not meant to be up here. I can... Well, I trust you on that.... So, if you say its safer.. I'll believe you" She said here carefully, before moving her gaze up to him, making her front rise a little, making further contact with his wing. This made her heat up again, and made her forget what else she was intending to say, more just looked to the plane next to her, trying to gather her bearings once more. "You're..... Heh.. You're too good to me... I'm sorry if i act... quite strange, i'm not... used to.... affectionate contact really..." She began here, looking to the floor again. "I've.... not had the best experience with, well close contact.... So I just... It's nice, is what im trying to say!" She said here, appearing quite flustered, her hood burning. What was she saying??? Why was she saying it? He couldn't possibly understand her... surely?


Aeris - Tags: Streak, Finn

The smaller hybrid looked nervously to Streak for a moment, feeling like for a moment like he didn't want to move. He was unsure of the whole situation in general really, having met up with his father for so long, he had possibly hoped that he wouldn't feel so... vulnerable. Truth of the matter was, he was still in... shock, he guessed at having found Finn again. He moved forward a little here, noticing his light was still hurting indeed, making a note that possibly he should tell Finn about his medical issues, though again words escaped him. He drove slowly away from Streak, his general appearance quite nervy and jagged, his eyes studying the plane around him. "It wont... hurt will it?" He asked here more quietly, looking to his father for comfort, though it almost felt like a strange notion for him... Especially after his foster parents......

His gaze darted to the dragon again, his mouth open to speak. "Can... Streak come?" He asked here, looking to the ice dragon intently, finding that he was drawing, perhaps courage..? from Streak, at having experienced his protective fury. He gave a small grin here, knowing that perhaps Finn wouldn't approve, and this worried him a lot to Finn's reaction, but found he was perhaps slightly more confident with the dragon around. I mean, who wouldn't right?

((totally not causing more tension between Streak and Finn *shot*))

[Dusty Crophopper]

((Titanic, once again, please watch the metagaming. There was nothing to indicate to Spray the car was a Peerless yet you named the model. Remember to please NOT mix your OOC knowledge with your characters' knowledge, because then Spray's going to become practically omnipotent, and that's no fun and not realistic. So please once again... watch that. Peerless are extremely rare in this day and age, and it'd be pretty much impossible to identify them based on the tires they use, so as of right now... we don't know what that vintage car is. Also ZAFT, I don't know if you had worked that answer out with Propwash ahead of time, but watch the autoing. Autoing is when you somehow control another character that's not yours. Doc's response that Otter's damage was irreparable SHOULD be cleared with Propwash first as it's her character. You can't just go saying something about another character if it might not be true. So make sure to always check with a character's author first before you do that. Still I apologize if it's something you DID work out beforehand off site. If not... you ended up making a lucky guess in this case. ))

Blade - Tags: Otter, Doc

Blade remained silent as Doc explained his experiences. It was funny... he almost felt Doc was holding something back but... maybe there was more to this story than met the eye. Of course there always was whenever an individual was involved... everyone had unique experiences that made them who they were. Still... at least Otter said it wasn't an abomination... what he was. It was his choice... and it was his business... he shouldn't be... worried about it. He felt his heart sink to new lows though when Otter confirmed Doc's diagnosis that there was no cure for Otter's blindness. "I'm sorry..." he whispered. "I guess I just... was hoping that... there might've been and you just couldn't afford it or something." he said softly.

Ahhh... so Otter brought up the point Blade felt had been missing. Doc had overcome the depths of sorrow because of... Lightning McQueen. That hotshot race car who'd really turned his life around and raced not just because he loved it, but for others as well. But as Doc continued talking... Otter would've suddenly found himself drifting away... the cloudy covering of his eyes lifting once more... and his vision restored.

He was back in that black, rocky world with the blue hue... but it was more... pleasant now almost... not as threatening. Pike was there, looking... healthier, and smiling at him. "Hello again, Otter." he greeted his old friend. "I've... I should apologize for before. It was... well a different circumstance under which we met. But Otter... you should know... I've felt what you want... what you've ALWAYS wanted since that night... and I can give it to you... THEY can give it to you. If you... let red replace blue in your life... you could stay here... with me... and you'd be able to see for the rest of your... well I suppose I can't say it's a life because... what are we, if not dead?" he asked, a smirk playing over his features. "But this Otter... THIS could be your home... with me... and you would be able to see until the end of your days... all you have to do... is let red replace blue... let it in... and this... this life would be your new life." Pike said softly, smiling in what almost seemed an... eager fashion.

Blade gasped as he saw Otter apparently enter that trance-like state once more. "Doc! It's happening again! Otter he's... he's having another vision I think!" the chopper rolled over to the F-18. "Otter! Otter can you hear? What should we do?" he asked Doc frantically, eyes darting from the Hornet to his new friend. Otter of course wouldn't be able to hear any of this... and was still stuck in his vision.

Miles - Tags: Shinn

"I think that's... the most painful part of what I did..." Miles confessed here. "I COULD have just been happy with my lot in life... sat on my billions and called it a day... but I... didn't... I wanted to USE my wealth to actually DO something about... them and well... it was... it cost me way more than just money in the end." he said, looking off to the side here. "And you're right... most everyone I grew up with never moved out of my hometown and are doing lame jobs or getting into drugs or just... living menial existences." he commented here. "Nothing like the life I've lived at least...." he trailed off, looking to the side with concern.

"And well... there is something satisfying about revenge." he smiled a bit darkly here. "There IS something satisfying about getting closure over someone who's tormented you your whole life. You for one... took pleasure in it... I did too. I mean I should've just... should've just accepted my life! WHY couldn't I do that?" he asked with dismay. "Why did I have to take it one step further? Why did I have to act like... I could do more about it? I just... I want all of it back... but that's the thing about... killing someone. You can't decide to take it back after it's done." he said with ire in his tone, more directed at himself than anyone else as he sank low on his tires here.

Oskar - Tags: Rush

"Ja... unfortunately I feel I am." Oskar replied softly. Suddenly, a computer screen appeared from an overhead projector, and began relaying information to them. "Hello... what is this?" he asked, studying it. He wasn't... much on computers, but had learned to use them of course over the years. "So... we're going to Rio? Brazil?" he asked, smiling at this. "How funny! But... well not funny I suppose but isn't it like... such a major vacation spot? Oooh! Maybe our enemies are hiding in za Amazon! And ve must root zem out and bring zem to heel!" he joked, greatly exaggerating his German accent. He looked back and forth conspiratorially and glanced at Rush, as if he were sharing a deep secret with him. "Vat do you think... Herr Rush? Is it something ve could get behind?" he asked, laughing a little at his own playful side emerging.

Dusty - Tags: Shadow

"Hahah! Oh REALLY now? He's pretty d*** good you know!" Dusty replied, eyes lighting up as she responded. "Huh... but I thought it was just because... I had that vision thing..." Dusty confessed. "That's why I was 'useful' to Finn because I might have another... and not because I had any actual skills." the plane answered her truthfully here, though did sound... a bit low.

"I..." he trailed off here as he thought about her next question. "I... I don't know... what I'd do... if like... the Skipper was being threatened... and I had no choice. I feel like we're fighting enemies who would show no mercy and just... I dunno... they already proved they couldn't but could I take another life?" he asked, blinking here. "I just... I don't think I could..." he said softly. "Killing is... it would make me no better than them and I just... I don't feel I could take a life... I just... I don't know. What do you think is best?" he asked, wanting her input on this.

"You are." he reassured her. He then shot back as she said she wasn't used to affectionate contact. Holy crap! AFFECTIONATE? Was that how he was being? "I am SO sorry!" he apologized to her now. "I didn't mean..." But wait... she said it was nice? It... was... nice? His heart fluttered a little here, quickening its pace. Why was he feeling these... feelings towards her? Just what the heck was going on with him? "It's... nice?" he asked, blinking here. "Shadow I didn't mean to... uh... can I... can I ask you something?" he said hurriedly, as if trying to get it out. Maybe the altitude was getting to him... but when she had said that... he'd felt like he was positively soaring.

"I know we... you know... well you know..." he said, hoping she'd follow. "But do you... do you have feelings... for me?" he asked, deciding to just come out and ask.

Finn - Tags: Streak, Aeris

Finn sent out the details on where they were going to the others on the jets now... Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. But for now, that's all Finn sent. He'd put to rest some of their questions... but would keep out the rest of the details for now. "Ahem..." he cleared his throat when Aeris mentioned Streak, and narrowed his eyes. "I... don't see why not..." he said slowly. The dragon had been... behaving for now... so why not? "It won't hurt... it's just a part replacement. If it was internal, it'd feel a lot worse, but we'd knock you out for that, no worries." he reassured his son. He hit a button, and some mechanical arms came down from the ceiling now. "Just... stand in that circle there, and we'll get right to work! It won't hurt... I promise you." Finn told his son warmly, and gave him a large, inviting smile as he tapped him on the side affectionately with a wheel.

[ZAFTPrime]

((I had no idea about that to be honest. I was just guessing! Sorry if it seemed like it was autoing. I really did just guess. ))

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn could only nod at the last comment. "It's true. You can't take back something like killing once it is done. Being a soldier, I know that all too well. But, I will admit seeing bullies struggle in life after being mean towards others is a bit satisfying. It shows that karma can be a b**** to those who are not kind towards others." Shinn grinned at this, revealing his sharp teeth.

Doc - Tags: Otter, Blade

Doc looked back at Otter and his eyes went wide at once. "Not good!" He hisses as he looked the jet over. "Hey! Snap out of it!" Doc exclaimed as he nudged the jet, being careful of Luka next to him. Growling at the lack of a response when Blade tried to snap Otter out of it, the Hornet brought out a small scanner to see if there was something going on.

"D*** it! Scanner's not picking up anything unusual. Whatever's happening is clearly not normal." He noted before he looked back at Blade. "I don't think there's anything we can do at this point except to try and snap him out of it." Doc looked back at Otter again and tried once more to snap him out of the vision. "Otter, snap out of it! Wake up!" Growling, Doc decided to pull a trick he hadn't used before. "Brace yourself for this. It's about to get really loud." He warned Blade before he revved his racing engine as loudly as he could.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow - Tags: Dusty

"No, I think Finn wanted you around because you could do greater than just visions.... You will be a big help to us! Agent worthy!" She said here with a smile, trying to pick him up after noting his sad tones. She hated him feeling like this, and wanted him to be happy. "Well.... I can train you in self defense without killing anyone. BUT if it turns nasty then you may need to vacate, I dont think your the killing type.... I would stress that maybe if you feel you're no better than them... Remember what Finn and I do. We have to kill sometimes... But we dont do it with a clear mind." She said here, looking to her tires now, unsure of what he would make to that in all honesty.

His reaction to her statement made her jump, near enough leaving the floor on her tires, not suspecting his sudden movements. "Hey I-Its ok! I-It really is, my goodness are you..... ok?" She said here, her gaze fixed on him. She wasn't too sure if his reaction meant that maybe... maybe she was just being silly with her emotions.. maybe.... Maybe she was getting too ahead, getting too attached to the first one who made her feel good.... Unless.. She looked to him here, noticing her heart rate quicken and her breathing go funny. No, this was... more. She widened her eyes a little, as he spoke his question, her heart now beginning to crash and her mouth open to speak, though no words left her for a moment.

"Feelings? As in... like.... uh..." She started here, catching his drift immediately. "Well i know we..... That's to say.... I uh.... I may... I'm just being.....What I'm trying to say...." She started over and over, closing her eyes here, and feel her hood burn, twisting her tire outward a little. "Y-Yes.... I... I do" She said here, waiting a moment before forcing herself to look at him, wanting to see his reaction, wanted to see his eyes, see if it was mutual, or a one way street.

Aeris - Tags: Streak, Finn

He listened quietly to what Finn told him, nodding in the right places, and making sure that Streak was nearby, before he continued on. Well... What was the worst that could happen? It was only a replacement light after all.... However, one glance at the mechanical arms made him freeze, his oil run cold and his eyes widen. What on earth? There was surely no way that... they would be able to fix his light? Who was controlling it? Aeris braked suddenly, and despite the tap from his father, he shook his head rapidly. "I... I can't do that!" He said here, looking to it with some degree of doubt and fear. "No... I... It looks horrible!" He spoke here, his british accent making his speech more abrupt. His brake light still shone bright as he stared forward, unable to take his eyes away from the..... things in front of him. What if it went wrong? He would be hurt! He couldn't possibly do it. "No... it's ok, it doesn't even.. hurt that much" He spoke here, looking away finally, closing his eyes, though the picture of the machines still echoed in his mind, and were still in his vision, as though his eyes were still open. He backed away a little. "No.... I.. I dont want to"