Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - Oskar

"Okay... As long as we can find it," Spray said as he looked around. His brown eyes narrowed as he tried to pick out the location, but considering how it was a top secret location, he had no idea where to look, or if it was even close by! He finally sighed. "I give up. Where is the d**n place?"

The FBI plane got on the comm and dialed into Finn's radio frequency. "Finn, it's Spray. I'm needing to resupply on ammo for my guns. Can you send me your location?" he asked.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Dusty, Doc

Silence fell upon her now as Doc continued to work away, watching Dusty get ready in the other bay. She figured he was still technically close, even if she couldn't really see him anymore, and tried to remain calm. The sedative made her moves feel slow and sluggish, which alarmed her a little bit here. She didn't know what to do, and she figured just to breath in deeply now. Doc's voice wandered up to her, making her nod now as she tried to look over at him. "Done? Wow... I mean.... thanks" She said here, looking to him with a gentle smile. "I think i've learnt my lesson.... I'll tell you from now on if I have any issues" She agreed here, nodding her hood, having slammed her hood shut now, so she was able to see around now. She stretched out her tires here, hearing a couple of cracks and shaking her form a little. "Wow.... I feel so cramped up. And you're right, I do kinda feel odd...." She spoke now, almost crossing her eyes to look at her hood.

"I wouldn't say many others have examined me. THose who have, never got far. i was always a bad patient.... Never keeping still and not wanting others rooting around..." She started, though pursed her lips at his question. "Well.. you know... I figured you wouldn't find any benefit to messing me up further. I mean, we're on this mission, it's dangerous and we need everyone... why would you sabotage that? What would be the point in screwing things up?" She said here, looking around now, speaking from her mind. "I trusted you cause I saw no reason not to" This in itself surprised her, as this wasn't something that came to the Celica easily.

She now came out of the bay a little, looking over into the next one, where she saw Dusty once again. She opened her mouth to speak upon his question, a slight blush coming over her again, suddenly becoming conscious of so many others around. "I... I know I could have told you I just... well out last conversation about.... whether you wanted to... you know.... weight up your... options, I kinda didn't really wanna add this on top...." She said now, keeping her voice low. She now looked away as he pressed further, clearing her throat again. Uh... I ....Well.. I was gonna say hopefully.... " She paused, gathering what small amount of courage she had left. "That you would actually really want to.... take it further than just an interest kinda thing and actually want to..... be with... me...."


Calypso: Miles

She followed Miles closely, the light of the moons now once again shining upon her... She wasn't gonna lie, it freaked her out. She shivered now, watching the plane once again in suspicous caution, trusting not many. Miles's question caused her to frown a little, uncertain, but she did figure something. "Well... Shouldn't we find your... friends? THe ones your helping? I mean... you wouldn't want them to think you've run away, right? What contact have you had?" She asked now, trying to make a valid point.

[ZAFTPrime]

Doc - Tag: Shadow, Dusty, Finn

Doc was a bit surprised Shadow had been willing to trust him so quickly, but he didn't press the issue. Instead, he gave her a slight smile. "I'm glad you will come to me with if there are further problems." He said before he followed her out. He needed to speak with Finn anyway.

"Finn, is there any place here where I could let some energy out?" Doc asked. "I normally go to race after an operation like that." And it was true. While he felt relieved the work he had done was done right this time, he still felt antsy and needed to calm himself down.

The midnight blue racer twitched one of his front tires in an attempt to distract himself while he waited for the spy's response. Racecars were not exactly comfortable staying in one spot for more than three hours, and it showed in Doc's body language.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dusty and Finn - Tags: Shadow, Doc, Spray

Dusty understood her point of view, and he nodded. "Well I understand but... um... heheh... I am going to expand a bit on what you just said... regarding... if I actually want to take this further... helping me make up my mind about this is pretty crucial. I would need to know some of these things up front. I know you might not trust me entirely right away, and I get that because as an agent, you CAN'T just be expected to trust every sweet guy who acts like a dope and charms his way into your heart." He chuckled at his own self-referral here. "However... if this is gonna work... and... I kind of want to give it a chance..." he smiled at her here. "We're gonna need to level with each other." The paint sprayers moved in a very balletic dance, twirling, their nozzles spraying, and moving forward and back in a very complex pattern.

His smile widened and he looked directly at her, his bright blue eyes meeting hers. "I want to Shadow... I've made up my mind... I want to take this further. So... you can rest assured of that." As the sprayers finally stopped, the door rose, and Dusty was revealed to her in all his (in his mind at least) awesome glory. He rolled forward, his propeller now black, his body gray, the top of his cowling and head black as well, along with his tail. White stars on a blue background of the US Navy had been painted on his side and tops and bottoms of his wings, and the piston and crossed wrenches formed a diagonal ribbon emblazoned on his sides from his cabin on back that wrapped under his body.

"So!" he exclaimed, smirking as he came out and showed his Navy paintwork off to her. "What do you think? I'm ACTUALLY an honorary member of the Jolly Wrenches Squadron, and I thought maybe I should adopt a new... look. So... how is it?" he inquired.

Finn heard Spray come in over his frequency, and he radioed back now. "Spray, this is Finn. I'll send the coordinates. It's in an underground garage of a building but let me know when you're out front so I can get our automated security system to stand down." he explained to the FBI plane.

Turning to face Doc, Finn thought a moment. "Soccer is the big thing here. There's almost always a game going on somewhere. But there's also bars, restaurants... we have a recreation center here in this building for our agents as well if you feel you need a drive or a workout. There's beaches, you can go up to Sugarloaf Mountain, and there's also some other peaks to explore as well." He outlined, offering the car a smile. "Wouldn't go into the favelas if I were you though. Dangerous part of the city, but there's always something to do in Rio." Finn concluded, rather enjoying the city himself.

Blade - Tags: Miranda

"Yeah... that... weight on the rotors thing." he said, gesturing upwards with his front to the yellow-tipped rotors he had. "It's... well it's been pressing down on me the last few days... heavily. Dusty's great to have around, and sure I've been making new friends but... in the end, it kind of boils down to finding a familiar face in an unfamiliar crowd that makes you feel like... maybe you can do this; maybe you can get through the days again. I... I've been afraid too..." He confessed, his unique shade of blue in his eyes meeting hers as she seemed... fixated on his gaze.

"Miranda... those visions... they usually dealt with... deceased loved ones close to us... I haven't had one yet but... I've been... somewhat terrified of the notion that Nick might be trapped there as well... trapped by that Carew guy somehow... unable to move on... suffering as the others he showed us were. Maybe it's just hocus pocus he's using against us but... what if it's not? What if it's some place he's managed to trap souls in?" he asked, gulping here. "What... what could we do to save him?" he asked, as if she somehow had answers to that.

Miles - Tags: Calypso

"Yes." Miles nodded at Calypso. "We should..." If you can call them friends. "Oh, well..." He turned to Shinn. "It was a trap... Finn and Doc got trapped in the vents, and uh... I didn't really get all of what Carew was asking but... it was some sort of... errand he wants us to go on. Find this... uh... stone out in Thailand I think... I got... well..." He trailed off, unsure how to explain his distraction. "An-anyway! I'm sure Finn can bring us up to speed! Carew let them go for... this errand, though I'm surprised he requested it of us! I mean he mentioned something about an anti-magic barrier around this place or something and I THINK he did something to Shadow and Dusty inside the building! It was... kind of scary to be honest with you! Threw Shadow and froze Dusty... so maybe... he's not entirely crazy! Um... I haven't had any contact with them in all honesty since they left. I know where the field offices are though... my ahem... 'minders' pointed it out to me yesterday." he said, sighing and rolling his eyes. "Should we head there do you think?"

[ZAFTPrime]

Shinn - Tag: Miles

"I don't see why not. I want to know the details myself." Shinn replied with a shrug of his ailerons.

Doc - Tag: Finn, Shadow, Dusty

Doc nodded, taking in what Finn told him. "I tend to stay away from beaches to be honest. Was never much of a car for that kind of stuff. Can you point out the rec center then? I may head there."

Looking to Dusty, the racecar was a bit surprised at the change in paint job, but it seemed to fit him as well. "Nice look. It makes you look more intimidating for sure." Doc noted as he looked Dusty up and down.

Turning to Shadow, he spoke. "If any problems come up, you can find me in the rec center." He said before he looked to Finn for his response.

Some time to race would be a good way to unwind from the events of the recent day so far.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

Shadow: Dusty, Doc

She would be lying if she said she hadn't panicked when Dusty wanted to expand on what she had said. Her mind usually assumed the worst, as it did here now, before he spoke on. She wiggled her tire a little, biting her lip as she listened, nodding in understanding. "Well, that's true... I mean, we're trained not to trust really anyone. And my own trust issues only enhance that...." She said here, looking to the side a moment, before returning her gaze. "But that being said... I know now that I can trust you..." She smiled at him here, meeting his gaze and holding it. "So uh.... What more do you want to know? I mean, my past is pretty.... horrific. But I can give any information to the sweet plane who acts like a dope and charms his way into my heart!" She smiled here now, more of a comforted one. She felt more at ease, though the main question always burned away. She nodded to Doc here, smiling. "Dont worry.... I'm going to test everything out, if there's issues, i'll let you know"

Dusty's next statement made her heart soar a little more now, saying he wanted to take it further.... he did! He did want to!! Her own smiled grew a little more now, feeling rather fidgety on her tires now. "Well.... you already know I do..." She said gently to him, reversing here to let him out the bay. She gave out a gentle laugh as he came out, nodding in approval. "Yes! It looks great! It really suits you you know...." She said here, driving a circle around him now to see all angles. She heightened herself and pulled down one of his tail flaps to have a look on the top, grinning here. She then drove underneath him from behind, between his pontoons, so his propellers where now in front of her. "It's really quite fetching. You look very handsome" She complimented, using her tire to spin his propeller here now. "An honorary member of the Jolly Wrenches? That's quite the title.... is there anything you HAVEN'T done?" She asked now, laughing a little. "You've achieved so much.... some of us can only wish we could do half as much as what you can"

Calypso: Miles

The Mclaren shivered as she listened to Miles explain about Carew. She already felt out of her depth, and the talk of magic? Was that even possible? She didn't know what to think..... Surely it wasn't real.... but then why would Miles make something like this up? She looked to the floor in an uncomfortable manner, shifting her tires. "I think we should, I mean... i don't want you going back to.... well, not yet at least" She said here in a quieter tone, her eyes flicking to the plane every so often. She was still wary. Wasn't sure what to think. She was so used to her own company.... she wasn't sure she wanted to meet others. But she also wanted to stay with Miles, so it would be something she would have to monitor. She could do this... surely?

"Miles.... darling....I... Don't think im exactly an asset to your cause yet. I have no credible skills that I know of. I've.. done nothing but run. It's all I know how to do" She sighed a little here.

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - Oskar

"Roger that," Spray radioed. He turned to Oskar. "I gotta go. We'll meet again at the airfield."

Spray turned and started his engine, taking off and following the coordinates marked on his visor's HUD. He banked and flew to the left right towards the building marked. He reached it within fifteen minutes and landed, flaring his ailerons and flaps while applying his brakes and cutting his engine at the same time. "Finn, I'm here," he radioed.

[Aileen-Rose]

Miranda - Tags: Blade

Miranda thought over the notion... terror starting to creep into her eyes a little the thought of THAT being a possibility. Nick had meant everything to her... to think her brother wasn't safe... wasn't in a better place... that he was possibly suffering. It scared her... it scared her more than we when he died.

"... I... I don't know..." She lowered her gaze. "That would scare me if that's what happened. I don't know what I could do... I'd do anything to save him... he would do the same for me... but that's... something I don't know if I could figure out." Mrirnda looked away. "I want to believe he's okay... and maybe he is still with us from time to time in spirit.. but the thought of him basically being in a horrible place... I don't think I could stand for that."

[Alfor]

*awkwardly throws in Aeris bc I saw the word soccer and racing lol* *crashes party with fancy post* Every now and then, I don't know how much, but I will throw in tidbits about his past so you guys can understand him more. His backstory is a friggin story... literally. Too much to write in one description omg /RIP/

I hope this post isn't too depressing. Most of my posts with Aeris seem to be OTL

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After all the excitement--good and bad--that happened today, most would spend the rest of the day resting... and probably were. Unfortunately for everyone else, Aeris was more fidgety and restless than ever. It was extremely out of character considering his normal reserved and quiet nature. If he didn't calm down soon he was bound to set off a chain reaction of getting snapped at, become startled or frightened, and then shrink back into his shell... so to speak.

Aeris perked up almost instantly when he heard the word soccer. He had a brief flashback of when he and his childhood friends use to play soccer. It was fun until they got beat up by the school jockeys. When you were labeled an outcast or a freak by the majority of school population, you weren't allowed to be joyful or have fun, because the others thought you didn't deserve it. His perky attitude deteriorated rather quickly at the memory, now disinterested... more like he managed to frighten himself. To him the word soccer no longer meant a fun game to play. It meant someone's gonna beat me up for having fun. Therefor, he typically avoided it altogether. He became quieter when he remembered that all his childhood friends in the memory had been murdered before they ever reached adulthood.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Dusty and Finn - Tags: Shadow, Doc, Spray, Aeris

Finn nodded at Doc, and pointed with a wheel towards an elevator on the far side of the room. "Take the lift to the 15th floor... you'll find a massive track and gym up there... have fun." Finn told him, winking here. He received Spray's incoming communique, and frowned as he looked down. "Enter the door that'll open at the bottom of the ramp... I'll get the security systems to stand down. Don't move too fast or they may reactivate. We're in the back... in the main diagnostics room." he explained.

Dusty smirked as she moved around him, checking him out and inspecting as she looked over his new paint scheme, then drove in between his pontoons and flicked his black and yellow-tipped propeller. "Heheh... handsome you say?" he asked, not having expected that compliment. "Why... thank you! I fully support our armed forces, so the Navy colors suit me well I think! But I didn't realize they made me... handsome!" he reiterated. "Heheh... and well... haven't saved the world yet, like I'm sure you have!" he insisted, spinning his propeller blades again in a playful manner. "And thanks Doc... I only hope it works!" he said earnestly.

"Hm... what do I want to know? Uh well... you mentioned already about... well me being... but were there any others in your life you've felt this way about?" he asked, smiling as he lowered his front a little on her, resting his front portion on her top.

Finn meanwhile drove over to his son, noticing his... deeply contemplative look. "Aeris? Are you all right?" he asked softly, not having much to do at the moment.

Miles - Tags: Calypso, Shinn

"Yes well... don't know just yet." Miles responded to her. "I mean... he's clearly not the car he's been pretending to be all these years! He's something else... something darker! But yes... let's go." He nodded in the direction of the street, and began moving down it now. "Well... running away isn't necessarily a bad thing! I don't blame you after all!" He tried to reassure the McLaren. "I mean look... you could contribute... I don't think you're stupid so... you're smart! That's something! Could help me brainstorm ideas after all! I need someone to bounce my thoughts off of when I do my... thing... can't do it all on my own!" he pointed out to her here. He put his turn signal on and turned left, heading for the HQ. This was quite the privilege for him... CHROME's field offices here in Rio... and he got access to it... though knowing Finn... he'd probably be treated more like a prisoner than anything else. Sighing, he knew that thought... was not something he was looking forward to.

Blade - Tags: Miranda

"I know... I know Miranda... I hope I NEVER have this vision myself... Nick he... he died a long time ago so... maybe he's not... there... I don't know... enough about it." He spoke haltingly again, not wanting to worry her more than he already had, which he already kind of hated himself for. Why did he have to bring that up? But there was no denying... the mere thought of it had been enough to cause tremors in him... and they hadn't stopped entirely yet.

He moved over to her here, nearly up against her, pausing before he did touch her, nuzzling her side a bit. "Sorry... I didn't mean to... say... I dunno... it's just... it's been on my mind a lot... and I'd forever hate myself if that was the case. Because you know... I should've known enough to save him when I got there... but... just... I had no medical background then." He sighed, closing his eyes here and seeming to sink a little on his wheels. "I... should've saved your brother..." he said softly, almost whispering here as he tried his best not to actually lean against her.