Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[Titanic X 21]

((I'm game. ))

((Spray: As am I. ))

[Alfor]

(*hovers in background waiting*)

[ZAFTPrime]

((Do eet! !))

[ShadowWolfCelica]

((Im squeezing another in!))

Shadow: Dusty

Despite his chuckle, her expression remained solemn, her eyes diverting to the floor. She wished she could reassure him into thinking everything would be fine.... nothing would go wrong... but she could never grant that. Ever. "Well....No. No Agent is ever... truly safe im afraid." She began here, pulling him to oneside more of the road now. "Look.. our job... it entails a lot of... missions and such as you are very well aware. These are dangerous enough. But... if you really wanted to be with... me.... You'd be in danger too. If others found out about you, like enemies, or backstabbers.... who knows what could happen. They could.... target me through you. And... we're not talking idle threats.... we could be talking... kidnap... ransom.... anything like that..." Shadow decided to be upfront, to fully make sure he knew. " I would do everything within my power to protect you and be there but I can't.... I can't guarantee anything... I wish i could grant your safety but I can't...." She said here, looking down now.

"I'm sorry... I wish what I do for a living didn't mean you'd be at risk... but.... You'll need to decide what you want to do from here..." She said, still avoiding his gaze.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dusty's face fell here, and his mouth dropped. "Oh..." He said softly, the full extent of what it meant to date Shadow hitting him right in the face. "Uh... so they could... like... hurt me... and... I... I see." he said with finality, gulping as he thought about it. "Uhh... well... uh... that is... yes that is something to think about." he confessed here. "But hey! thanks for being up front about it!" he said. "I do appreciate you... letting me know what it entails!" he said sincerely.

He looked to the others. "So... uh... guess... until tomorrow then?" he asked, though seemed to be hinting at more there, perhaps wanting to see if she'd consider spending another night with him. "You ready for the mission?" he asked hopefully.

Meanwhile, Finn nodded at the others and began leaving the restaurant now. Miles sighed, hoping he'd be up for the task... and hoping they wouldn't be driving into a trap...

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Dusty

Shadow kept her gaze away, having found it hard to be upfront, as she knew she just wanted these good feelings to last at least a little longer. She nodded at his thanks, pursing her lips here, before looking up to him at last, something similar to regret seemingly within her gaze. "Yeah... well.... I have to be...." She admitted. She twisted her tire round, before pushing herself up a little at the possible.... goodbye was that? Was his choice made already? She bit her lip and cleared her throat quickly. "Uh... I'm.... guessing you wanted to.... call it a day?" She asked here, worry seizing her. "I... guess I will see you tomorrow... unless.... you wanted the company?" She asked here, looking down again, clearing her throat again. "Or... Or not it.. it's up to you..." She quickly added.

[Dusty Crophopper]

"I would like to... very much so... the company thing that is!" Dusty told her, smiling widely. "I mean... why not after all? I... still need to make up my mind about a few things, and this seems the ideal way to do so!" he said, nodding here. "What do you think?" he raised his brows suggestively. "Ready to... drive on the dusty side of things?" he cracked, hoping to lighten the mood a tad.

((I figure when this scene's over we'll time jump.))

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Dusty

She breathed out a little at his acceptance, still unsure as to whether or not he would fully accept her or try and push her away. She couldn't tell... She didn't know what was better! She started to move, not really saying anything until he tried to make a joke, which indeed caused her to smile, a small light chuckle escaping her. "Heh, well I'd say im more than willing to check out the dusty side" She mused back to him, loking around to the different hotels and looking to one in particular. "Shall we?"

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Name: Calypso Darrington
Gender: Female
Age: 33
Make/Model: Mclaren MP4-12C
Hometown: Beaconsfield, Buckinghamshire, England
Paintjob/Colors: A metallic deep Red
Eye Color: Green
Relationship: None

Personality: Calypso is not a car of caring and fondness. She keeps everyone at a distance, refusing to allow anyone close, often getting into spats with others due to her treatment of them. She has a bit of a quick temper, and is quick to make her own judgements, though will often reassess does she deem it necessary. She doesn't like to talk of her feelings on a deep level, though will often express when she's not happy. Despite her 'hard to get to know' exterior, once you've found a friend in Calypso.. She's loyal. Getting to this phase is incredibly difficult, as her temper usually pushed others away, but is very rewarding once you've touched her heart. She only has a select few cars that she cares for, and will speak to them with kindness, and will defend them if needs be, however her own self worth means she doesn't do this often. She doesn't ever believe that those she trusts would ever betray her, and refuses to accept that they have a bad part within them. This has landed her in trouble a few times.

History: Calypso grew up in one of Englands richest towns, growing up in a very large house, with no expense spared. Her mother and father were very high up in rank, and doted on their only child, getting her everything she ever desired. She grew to be spoilt, and believed the world revolved around her. She actually grew up in the same estate as Miles Axlerod, having known him from a younger age, she knew him before his scam, and quite possibly have doted on him a little. She liked his morals, and found he was fun to be around. However her world was shaken one winter, upon challenging a childhood friend to a race around their estate. The roads were clear due to the nature of the weather, a near on blizzard taking hold of the town. The roads, slick with ice, were what she though of as perfect to try drifting, speeding round the roads, cheering and laughing.

She noticed he was pulling ahead on the home stretch, causing her to do a little friendly cheating, nudging his back bumper to the side, causing him to swerve in front of her. Of course, there was no grip upon the roads, meaning the speed he had built up was now his death sentence, as he skidded sideways, colliding with one of the larger houses in their area. At first, the incident didn't seem too big, but this was proved otherwise by the engine catching alight upon impact, and within seconds, exploding. Horrified, the Mclaren stared at what remained of her friend, shaking and in shock, sickness taking hold. The force of the explosion took out a lot of the building, fire now everywhere. The force had also blown off one of her wing mirrors, and in her effort to save her friend, her paintwork now marked the walls. What remained of her friend was barely recognizable, the realization that SHE had killed him.
It was here she fled the town and everyone in it, making off with the fortune she had acquired to her name, never to return. It was thought by the residents, due to the wing mirror and the paint marking the walls, that she too had perished in the fire. She now travels place to place, always on the move, holding everyone away. She would never return. She would never be the same.

[Dusty Crophopper]

((bio is accepted! ))