Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Tags- Dusty

Shadow was relieved to hear that he was going to take someone with him, nodding a little here, though part of her still wanted to resist him going. "Just.... are you sure cause..... You should.... I mean..... I dont want you hurt" She said more quietly here, removing her tire from him here. It was upon his request again she look up at him, catching his expression. She gave a smile despite herself, and gave a small chuckle. "Well yes..... I suppose... you're right. You WILL repay me" She said here, her smile back, though faded as she sorted through the internet now and her files, the relevant info coming up on her screen that flashed up before her eyes. A few minutes searching revealed the number, and Shadow stared at it for a few moments before sighing heavily.

"Here.... the number is here, you can..... you can call them" She said quietly here, switching the screen so he could see

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dennison - Tags: Spray, Jigsaw

Dennison drove off upon Jigsaw's approach, not answering Spray's question as he began to blend into the crowd once more. As Spray contacted HQ in St. Paul, one of the agents on the other end picked up. "Hold Agent Krane... you're being transferred." There was a pause of a few moments, and then someone else picked up. "Hey Spray... what are you doing in South America?" came the voice on the other end, who was head of the St. Paul office. "Agent Dennison? Yes... he's one of ours. Currently on leave though from what I can recall. He is a Studebaker Avanti, that's correct. As for Hiram Carew, what are you asking about him for? He's completely off limits, that's correct. There is no case on him because he's clean. I don't know what you're doing Agent Krane, but do NOT pursue anything further with Mr. Carew, is that clear?" the SAC (Special Agent in Charge) asked, his tone firm... perhaps a bit too firm.

Finn - Tags: Aeris

Finn frowned, and nodded. "All right... I'll get you to where you need to be." he said, and suddenly shot a grappling hook out from his rear fender, attaching to his son's front bumper. "This might look a little weird but... we'll get you to a mechanic or doctor... whatever you need." he assured his boy. He started driving down the alley now, and paused, waiting for traffic to ease a bit before merging into it.

"How often does this happen, Aeris?" Finn asked, honking along with some other cars as traffic was getting heavier in the city.

Miles - Tags: Shinn

Miles drove forward a bit to a ramp leading down to the beach, figuring it probably wouldn't be good to risk trying to crash through the wooden frame of the deck to to get down there. He heard the alarms blare, even as panic started to rise in his body, and he drove more rapidly onto the sand, kicking it up as he moved. He huffed as he began driving over the sandy terrain, his tires actually well suited for this, as he'd gotten rid of those "electric car" tires he'd had on before.

As he made his way out over the beach, he paused briefly to glance in his wing mirrors to see just where he was in relation to the others but... strangely he didn't see any pursuers... but there was Shinn! Had he managed to lose them? Slowing down a little, he knew the jet couldn't possibly keep pace just taxiing to him, so Miles backed off the throttle and turned now, not seeing any sign of the attackers. "So?" he asked, panting a little here. "We lose them?"

Dusty - Tags: Shadow

"I know you don't... but it's OK... I'll be OK." he assured her. He smiled at her own gesture, and he nodded. "You know I will." He winked, a surprisingly charming motion for him. His face fell as she seemed to hesitate, then finally provided him with the number. He could see her screen clearly, and he nodded. "Thanks Shadow... I uh... I'm... gonna..." he trailed off, unsure what to say here. He stared at the number, his nerves suddenly rising up like a cresting wave, pushing into his tank and making him wonder if he should really go ahead and do this.

But he needed answers, so he gulped, and began calling the number. He heard it ringing, and on the second ring, a female picked up. "Skysword Industries' Rio branch, how may I direct your call?"

"Uh... yeah, this is Dusty Crophopper... the air racer." he said, though the secretary sounded like she didn't believe him. "Look... your boss, Hiram Carew... he knows me, OK? Just pass on the message that I want to meet him."

"Is this an official request, Mr. Crophopper?" the secretary asked.

"Yes... yes it is. He'll know who I am. You can reach me at this number... which if you do your homework, you'll see really IS Dusty Crophopper's number!" he insisted. "So yeah... tell him I want to meet him, and he can contact me on this number." Dusty said, hanging up after she got the message. "She knows I dialed their Rio office... and if he's in Rio, that should get his attention, because it'll show that I know he's here." Dusty told Shadow now as he dropped the antenna for his cell phone back into his body. "So I guess... we just wait now, huh?" he asked, shifting one of his wheels a bit uneasily.

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - Jigsaw

Spray's eyes went wide. "But..." He growled as he cut the line, his ailerons now twitching again. Something was clearly wrong. Agent Dennison... had said he was ascended? What did that mean? He wasn't sure what to do now. He was told to back off from Carew, and he wondered if there was something more going on than he knew.

He looked up, his brown eyes narrowing after Agent Dennison. What did he mean? And why were these guys after Dusty? And for that matter, something was wrong here. He knew that much, but he didn't know what was wrong. His mind was reeling now as he shifted a bit, letting the discolored aluminum pyramid fall out onto the road and he nudged it with his nose, tipping it over onto its side and rolling it around with his tire. He needed to get in contact with people he could trust, and right now his team were the only ones he could rely on.

He got on the line again, this time with a private frequency to his team back home. "Hey, Linda? This is Spray. We got ourselves a bit of a situation here."

((If you want, you can do Linda too. Remember though, Spray trusts his team, and they trust him. So they'll be sure to keep this hushhush and secret. And they'll be unaffected by whatever's going on.))

[Alfor]

Aeris McMissile | Status: N/A | Tags: Finn McMissile

The smaller Martin looked around warily, but it seemed that most of the citizens and tourists weren't paying much attention to them at all. "It happens if I go over around....65 miles an hour.... or if I stay out in the heat or sun for too long. So... I guess that happens a lot." He admitted sheepishly. Where he lived, you had to escape fast or die, which lead to him overheating quite often.

Jigsaw Redtail | Status: alert, paranoid | Tags: Spray Kane

Jigsaw glared at the direction the car disappeared to, his ailerons twitching as well... but mostly in frustration and anger than anything else. He frowned as he overheard the radio conversation. Something wasn't right here. Whomever Spray had talked to had a forceful tone about that particular subject. The old warplane snapped his attention back to the younger plane next to him as the weird object was dumped out again.

[ZAFTPrime]

((Doc has sent the audio file to FBI HQ, just so you know, Dusty. He needs a response.))

Doc - Tag: No one

Doc was getting frustrated with the lack of a response from HQ as he tried to find Spray. "Base, this is Field Agent Hudson. Have you received the audio file I sent?" He asked, trying to raise HQ again. Something about this didn't seem right. Why was there a lack of a response?!

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn nodded. "Yep. As far as I know." He replied easily. "Those cars won't search when something like a potential fire is going on."

He then looked back at where they had come from before glancing back at Miles. "You know, you're actually quite the off-roader. I am surprised you say you're not very good at it anymore because of your engine. From what I saw, you handled that very well for someone with an engine like yours." The MIG mix remarked as he looked back at the sand on the Range Rover's tires.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Tags - Dusty

The Celica had listened in to the conversation, her eyes focused mainly on him, thoigh occasionally she did move her gaze to the traffic to make sure everyone stayed away. She wasn't sure she was tremendously happy with his desicion, but it wasn't her choice to make. Upon his hanging up, she listened to his after thoughts, remaining strangely quiet, nodding her hood for a few moments, pursing her lips. There was a single thought that made her sigh, and frown again, before looking to him.

"Well... I'm not sure how long that would take so..... I'm sorry. All I would know is that.... " she stopped here, clearly pondering whether to say anything. She shook her hood and moved passed him. Her manner was now a little abrupt, and she looked to the traffic. "We should head out before it gets too busy" she said quickly, moving with traffic.

[Dusty Crophopper]

((Titanic-X, try to rely less on roleplaying with NPCs and more with actual characters OK? It's OK to radio into HQ every so often if it's plot related, but you're now starting to rely on NPCs for plot purposes and that's pretty pointless considering a point of roleplaying is to interact with your fellow roleplayers and not to have the GM provide you with roleplay opportunities with NPCs of your creation. ))

Oskar - Tags: Spray, Rush, Jigsaw

But Linda didn't answer, as the frequency was inactive this late at night, Spray's team being off duty now back in the States, as they didn't work night shifts unless they were on a case. Oskar rolled up to Spray now, and frowned. "So... what's the word? I didn't really catch most of what was going on back there, but when I saw you had finished talking to that agent, I figured probably a good time to rejoin." he commented, shrugging his flaps and glancing down at the pyramid thing with a frown.

Finn - Tags: Aeris

"Wow... that's not very fast unfortunately. Would you mind if I had you looked at by some of our field agents here?" he asked his son, glancing to him in his wing mirrors. "We should try and get that fixed if we can. You may need your speed out here on assignment, and you never know when you could be chased. I will do my utmost to protect you of course, but in the event you need to get away... we need to leave that option open for you. Have you been looked at before? Do the doctors know the cause?" he inquired. "Of course... I'm sure without an accurate family history... they didn't have the complete picture." he added.

St. Paul SAC - Tags: Doc

The same SAC who had talked to Spray finally got back to Doc. "Uh there was no record of there being an audio file of the attackers of that conference, Agent Hudson. What are you doing looking into Carew anyway? Your jurisdiction doesn't extend to out of the United States. That's up to our CIA to handle, if there was a reason to pursue Carew, but we're convinced he's clean. He's done wonders for this country, so you should seriously reconsider your position of him as a suspect. You are to not do anything regarding him, do I make myself clear?" the SAC asked Doc in the same stern words he'd used on Spray.

Miles - Tags: Shinn

"Hey... thanks." Miles said sincerely, still hugging a bit. "And well that's only because I haven't stalled!" he exclaimed, giving him a joking grin. "If I had stalled... well you see the off road stuff can really make me struggle, and overuse my engine. If that occurs, well I'm basically tow truck bait." He stuck out his tongue here, not realizing that ironically, Finn McMissile's son had a very similar problem to his own. If only Miles could've found out, it would probably blow his gasket, considering he saw Finn as an enemy and not a lemon... but yet here his son was with lemony problems... it would've been rich to see indeed.

"Let's... let's get out of here." he said. "Those cars have this funny ability to somehow know exactly where I'm going to be... but there isn't any logical explanation for that! The agents would've caught any bugs on me during my scan before I boarded my flight so... what IS going on here?" he asked, taking it slow and not pushing his engine.

"I think... I think I'm gonna try and stay in a hotel or something tonight near the beach... I'd love to fall asleep to the sound of the waves hitting the shore... that's something I've missed in prison. How about you? Where are you staying? I'll have to call my security detail too just in case... I don't think I should be alone tonight. I just... what do they want with me? I don't understand! Why hunt me like I'm some sport for them? That's TWICE now they tried to kill me! How do they even know where I am?" he asked, searching Shinn for answers, though he knew the plane probably had none.

Dusty - Tags: Shadow

"Uh... well... yeah?" Dusty asked, noticing she didn't even really wait for him as she pulled out into traffic. "Uhh Shadow? I can't... move in traffic as easily as you can!" he called after her, struggling to catch up. "Hey! Uh... Shadow! What's... what's wrong?" he asked, having noticed how... abrupt she was being with him now. "Did... did I do something wrong?" He was nudged in his wing by a car, who honked at him. "Sorry!" he apologized. "I... I'm not really meant for the road!" he pointed out, but the car only rolled his eyes and gave him a dirty look.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Tags- Dusty

Shadow hadn't gotten far, hearing the plane behind her struggle and call out, she halted abruptly, allowing the cars to flow around her, in the water water would move around a rock. She looked to her wing mirror here, beginning to slowly reverse now, causing the cars to move out of her way far quicker, until there were no cars inbetween Dusty and herself. A few cars expressed their displeasure, either through honking, irritated sighs or muttering under their breath, though this didn't concern the agent. She stopped a little way in front of him, noting that now cars were noticing the plane was on the road, they were now avoiding him a little more. "I'll go slower, so you can keep up" She said here, looking in her wing mirror at him. It was here she led on now, noting the hustle and bustle of.... everything. It was far busier and far hotter than she would have liked, and noted that her black paint work was attracting the sun like nothing else, and she found her hood was suffering the most. She tried her best to ignore this, before answering his other questions.
"No... You didn't do anything wrong...." She began here quietly. "And.... im ok...." She added, though looked down here, not turning to him as she kept ahead.

[Titanic X 21]

((Okay. Sorry about that. ))

Spray - Oskar, Jigsaw, Rush

Spray nudged the aluminum tip with a tire and it rolled a bit before he righted it. He looked at it for a good long while, trying to figure out what the h*** was going on. His eyes narrowed before he suddenly kicked the ground with his landing gear and let out a shout of frustration.

"I just don't understand it!" he yelled. "I mean, what the h*** did he mean that he was ascended and that Dusty would be ascended as well?! How did he know Dusty's name, and how does that Hiram Carew guy tie into all of this?!"

He glared at the Komet. "Something is wrong here on so many levels it's not even funny! And for all we know, Dusty may be in danger, and we don't even know it yet!" Spray glanced back at the pyramid. "Plus, how does this tie in as well? I mean, I saw the thing in DC, so why is it all discolored?"

He gathered it up and put it back in storage. "We need answers," Spray said. "And we need them now."

[ZAFTPrime]

Doc - Tag: No one

Doc growled as he cut the line with a simple "Yes, sir." This wasn't what he had expected. Why did that car say there was no audio when there had been?! The FBI's main HQ had clearly played it for him during his training while there! Why would the SAC at St. Paul deny it?! Realizing this was bad news, he contacted Shadow. "Shadow? It's Doc. There's been a dilemma that has come up regarding the investigation into Hiram Carew." Doc said as he came to a halt before turning around. "The FBI branch head in St. Paul had denied there being any audio of the attacker's voice regarding the conference attack. I know for a fact that there was indeed audio, as I heard it while I was being trained at the main FBI HQ. He just told me to back off of the case, and no doubt did the same for Spray. This means we're on our own."

He continued to make his way back to where Dusty and Shadow were. "I can't do much more for us from this angle. I'm sorry."

Shinn - Tag: Miles

Shinn frowned before speaking. "Technically, that would be the best option, but if these cars can find you, then wouldn't staying in a hotel put you in even more danger? I mean, even with your security detail, they still might get to you. So, wouldn't someplace else be a better option? I know this may sound crazy, but we need to find someone or someplace that has no ties to Carew. That's almost impossible, given how he has ties to almost every industry. I doubt even the Jolly Wrenches, my unit, would be willing to take us all in on the boat. Military, you see."

He was torn now though. On one wing, he could see the advantage of having a military unit around Miles to keep him safe, but on the other wing, they were military, and someone in the unit could have a connection to this Carew guy.

"I just don't know what else to say, Miles. We need to find a place that would be safe, but I doubt there isn't an industry he has his tires in." Shinn sighed.