Post Tenebras Veritas (Planes/Cars RP)

[Niixa]

Harper: Blade

Her concern was growing at an uncomfortable rate now, she hadn’t had the chance to see the damage done but given the state he was in, she worried it might be worse than first anticipated. Still, she smiled at him, “We’ll be home before you know it.” She herself was much too tired of being in this dimension and she’d been itching to get home for a while now.

She’d gone quiet after she explained that she was in fact serious about starting training to be a firefighter and the remorse in her voice about what she’d done in the past was ever present, she hated what she did and she probably would for the rest of her life but the best she could do was move forward and leave all that behind, maybe it would make up for it in a way. Hearing him say that he knew she’d do well brought her back from her thoughts, she still had trouble believing such things but she couldn’t see any hints that he was lying; a smirk started to form on her face, she liked a challenge, “Oh yeah? I’m looking forward to seeing it~”

That smirk inevitably widened at the mention of 'extra credit', "Out of class hours for those right?~" The potential danger they were in was momentarily forgotten until Doc spoke up and explained what he was going to do, it sounded worse compared to what she went through but it had to be done. The sudden movement of the ship took her by surprise as they moved, she could just about see the vortex of colours whizzing past them through the window, it was almost sickening but as soon as it started, it stopped and they were on the other side of veil.. and alive by the looks of it, score!

[Dusty Crophopper]

Finn shook his front, and looked glumly at Shadow here. "No... Carew is still alive, and has the ability to cross through dimensions... since he's seemed to have lost his sanity, we aren't anywhere close to being done I'm afraid. He'll come here next... quite possibly try to destroy everything and remember... his company builds and assembles nuclear weapons... that's a dangerous thing to have... and it'll never be over until we stop him." the Faultless stated.

Dusty gravely regarded the British male car and then Shadow wtih an ashen look, but remained firm and dedicated if anything, the smile returning to his features here. "Yeah well.. you make me happier than anyone I've ever met before... and I know you won't use me... you're genuine Shadow... I don't know why or how... but we ended up falling in love, and that's a very good thing... a very good thing." He nodded here. "still.. we have work to do, and that's just the way it goes... we should be able to stop Carew... we were able to stand up to Tenebris after all... I may not have the skills or training you do... but I... well I think I held my own OK back there... and we saved the vessels... which was the right thing to do." He stated adamently.

The blue of the Pacific Ocean sparkled below the ship as it was back on Earth now, quite close to Axlerod's old oil platforms. The Branford drove over to the viewing ports and sighed, noting the garrish looking structures off in the distance. They had been seized by other assets since Axlerod had been busted, and fires burned at the top of each, spurting occasionally to indicate they were still in operation. "My legacy..." He sighed. "Where it all began you might say... in a way." he explained to Raine. "These were the first facilities I built for the Allinol scam... the oil rigs to get us the funds necessary to propel us into the future... we would've all been billionaries from it... but well... I just... I'd destroy them all if I could... use the funds to get REAL alternative energy methods... not the bogus Allinol I cooked up." he sighed here.

He smiled as he glaned over to Raine here. "Well wait to see my apartment at the Beresford... it's right on Central Park and looks out onto the park." He told her. "It's one of the corner tower units. You'd love it I think... and well yes... in my 40s." he admitted. "But no family. Early 40s... and never found the right one. I wasn't into the fast relationships, though I did get into a few of those starting out with my playboy lifestyle." he rolled his eyes here. "I quickly stopped the wild parties and sleeping around though... became known more as a respectable member of society. Still... yeah... no family... no love of my life... though..." He smirked here. "Maybe we could work on that family at the Beresford." he slyly stated, winking at her.

"Still, you can look out here at my... my legacy... for whatever it's worth.'" He pointed out, nodding out the window at the oil rigs.

Finn regarded the Branford somewhat darkly, but then let his face melt into one of indifference. He had nearly killed Miles a few days ago... probably a good thing he hand't... the Branford had been useful in figuring out certain aspects of this mission... as well not deeming Carew insane... that had since changed of course, but Carew hadn't started out that way... cold and calculating sure... but not insane. Sighing, the Faultless he'd maybe... maybe put in a good word for Axlerod when this was all over... but he wasn't sure.

Blade - Tags: Harper and Doc

Blade winced as he thought about what Doc had to do. "Yeah... well... just... just do what you gotta do, OK?" he asked. "It'll be paineful but... that's going to have to happen I suppose. Better than me bleeding out... I wasn't even aware it was happening." he stated, looking down at the oily puddle pooling around his wheels. "S***... didn't even feel or see that." He commented.

Looking to Harper here and noting she seemed to be lost in thought, he was glad when she finally seemed to come out of. "Something wrong?" he asked, looking up now and then back down at her. He smirked though at her asking if it was out of the class. "Hah yes... if you're good enough... you just might get a passing grade from teacher." He winked now. "But best make sure you really work to..." Blade thought here a moment. "Run a tight ship... if you know what I mean." That smirk was back, as was a second wink. It would be intersting... the chopper hadn't been with anyone in close to 40 years now... he only hoped he wasn't too out of practice... but felt it would come back to him fairly quickly.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

The news that it wasn't over yet caused Shadow's smile to fade, only to be replaced with what appeared to be sorrow. She had hoped that Carew just simply wouldn't follow them... a bit silly to actually think, but it was a small hope she had held onto as they escaped. She saw the amount of work they still had left to do, tank sinking just a little as she regarded the Faultless. "Huh.... Right.... yes of course..." She trailed, looking to the floor. She fell silent, the severity of the situation registering in her mind, before any good mood she had was gone. They could still fail... and that was a tough price to pay for if they slipped up on this. The Celica didn't move from her spot for the moment, watching Finn's reactions carefully as he seemed to glare at the Branford, though his expression changed and Shadow had spotted that. She cleared her throat gently, her gaze fixed on Finn for a few moments. "You.... ok?" She probed here, gritting her teeth just a little. "I.... know things have been quite difficult for you.... they have been for me too.... but Leland wouldn't want this hatred" She spoke gently, nudging his side a little. "You're not lost Finn, not in this world of despair and failure. I can see you" She reminded him, patting him a little with her tire. "Don't give up hope on yourself.... please. For my sake if anything... and that of your son"

Shadow looked to Dusty once more when he returned to speaking, though she seemed still rather low despite his smile. "It... is a good thing yes... even if it was rather the worst timing" She sighed a little. "We... had to do that on mission eh? And a mission that could end our own world in a fiery and destructive apocalypse..." She seemed to fade out here, staring toward the back of the ship, before shaking her hood lightly to snap out of it. "you held your own well yes... For someone with no previous training you did very well.... makes ure to keep it up" She spoke gently to Dusty now, moving up to him a little more and using her tire to rub his pontoon. It was more for her own benefit, something to keep her distracted whilst the reality once again kicked back in, concentrating on her strokes now as she frowned deeply.

Raine noticed Miles move, perking her hood up a little and watching as he moved to the window. She stayed where she was until he started speaking, turning and moving slowly to join him. The brightness of their world hurt her eyes to begin with, and she squinted as she looked outward, her eyes finally locating the rigs he was referring to. "I wouldn't see it as your legacy.... but perhaps your little piece in history. You'll probably never be forgotten by many, some of us live our lives unknown to the world.... nothing to keep my name from fading into the ground. You may not be remembered for all good things.. but you won't be forgotten" She reasoned, still looking out at the world before them. She moved into his side again, resting on him with a sense of affection, once more tucking her hood into his. "You still have time to make a difference, you can do anything you want.... That I don't doubt" She assured him quietly at this point, though smiled lightly as he talked on.

"Playboy lifestyle eh?" She pulled a face, leaning up for a small moment. She had never thought highly of those that slept around... it made her think too much into her own past as a 'breeding female', and filled her with an undeniable sickness. "Well... at least you... gave that up" She slowly stated, taking herself away from his side as she drove more toward the window. She remained silent for a few more moments, her mind whirring. "Family... it can be your greatest asset or your biggest curse.... funny that, huh?" She spoke, before she looked at Miles again. "You never told me you were like that... You had said you were bullied and rejected because of your engine" She patched together, frowning lightly. "You were on tv as an explorer and entrepreneur... not some... cheap lay" She questioned, watching him with slight wariness.

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - everyone

As soon as the black plane heard Finn's words about the nuclear weapons, his body tensed and he hissed. "D*****!" he muttered. "If that's the case, then Carew could... start... the... Apocalypse!" His eyes went wide as his voice trailed off.

He shot a glance to Finn out of the corner of his eye. "Finn, is there by any chance a chance to convince the world of the danger that we're all in?" he asked. "Because if there is, we should take it! And if he does come through, maybe we can use this ship against him. Stall him or at least use it to prevent a nuclear assault on other countries."

His mind was racing now a mile a minute. He knew the ship they were on was fast; the only question was how fast it really was. And he knew about one of its weapons; that same weapon had been used to destroy Carew's office back in Rio. But what other weapons did it possess, and could it even be effective in intercepting intercontinental ballistic missiles?

[Niixa]

Harper: Blade | Doc | Finn

Harper winced as well, noticing the oil pooling as well, she was surprised he was still conscious given how much was lost but maybe it wasn't as bad as it looked, the oil had spread across the ground so it possibly looked like there was more than there actually was.. that was theory at least, he needed to be patched up right away and glanced towards Doc impatiently, "C'mon then." She said sternly before focusing her attention back to the other chopper.

"Hm?.. Oh, no.. I was just thinking about.. about before, it doesn't matter though.. not important." She stated, this would be the last time she'd think about her past, she finally had a future to focus on now.. that is if Carew didn't nuke the whole planet. Her somewhat melancholy thoughts were quickly disbanded at Blades words, "Passing grade? I'll get better than that, believe me~" She felt her heart thump at the hints being presented, she herself was probably a little rusty but she didn't fret over it. She then glanced towards Finn as he and Shadow spoke, it wasn't over yet as she feared but she was taken by surprise when she heard that Carew had access to nuclear weaponry, he was dangerous by himself but holding nukes somewhere made the threat much worse. So she spoke, directing at Finn,

"What are the chances of us getting to those weapons before he does?"

[ZAFTPrime]

Doc - Harper, Blade

Doc at once began to get to work patching Blade up. He began to clean away the oil from the wounds and seal the oil lines. That was the easy part. Now it was time for the welding of the slashes. Doc took a syringe and injected some numbing medication so Blade would not feel the heat of the soldering iron and the solder.

Being as gentle as he could, Doc began to run the hot end over the solder, slowly sealing up the slash marks as he came across them. Since they had been cleaned of oil and the oil lines had been sealed, there was no danger of ignition. "How you holding up?" He asked as he moved onto another slash mark.

[Dusty Crophopper]

Finn glanced over at Shadow here and noted her touching his wheel. "Oh... yes." he said now vaguely in response to her, trying to process what she'd said. "I suppose... Axlerod... is not the largest of my worries at the moment but... seeing him there... it's just... yes... my fight with him isn't over yet but... he's been sentenced... he's got what he deserved... it's... the fight needs to end." Finn said now, drawing a line with his wheel. "It needs to stop. We have bigger things to worry about." He sighed. "Leland... was killed in the line of duty... not by Axlerod... by his conspiracy... but not... by him." he sighed again, looking over at her a little unsure of himself. "I... guess so. My son... well... perhaps... he's a second chance for me... a chance to... regain myself somehow." Finn told her before she moved off and he gave a single, solid nod.

Dusty smiled as Shadow returned to him and enjoyed the sensation of her rubbing his pontoon. "Hey about Finn... yeah... I think well... if we do... start a family... no real reason not to... include him in on it." Dusty said thoughtfully. "He knows all about us now I'm sure but... well we know a lot about him too. Secret's safe with us of course." he smiled, pretending to clamp his mouth shut. "I will keep it up... and hey! We're not gonna go down in a wall of flames like Malackthar did... Carew murdered his own people but he's not gonna do the same to us. I'm not sure what I would've done to save my race but... I doubt I would've murdered another planet's race to save my own." he said now. "So maybe they got what they deserved but still... we should get the vessels somewhere safe and then focus on stopping Carew... we're going to... no matter." He said, looking at her with determination but a kindness behind it that tempered his words, an unusual combination but one Dusty tended to adopt from time to time.

Finn looked over to Spray here, but responded to Harper as well as him. "We don't know much if anything about this ship... we should figure it out first... and no... I seriously doubt there's much chance of us beating him there... but who knows? I suspect he doesn't have launch facilities as he's only a weapons contractor but... maybe he has hidden assets." Finn speculated aloud now. "Anyway word's gone out on him from CHROME but he has powerful allies... which he's already subverted through soul replacement or whatever. Still... we need to be wary... anyway... see what you can do with this ship... any little bit will help. I promise you we will stop him... whatever he has planned... we'll stop him!" Finn said adamantly.

Miles nestled into Raine as well, listening to her words of encouragement. "I... I don't want to be remembered for that though... I want people to remember the Axlerod name for a different reason... not because I was evil or wicked or just... well me... I want them to know me for a different reason. I yes... it's not too late to change." He told her, rubbing her wheel in his own. "Thank you."

But then she drove off further down the viewport, and he was dismayed to find she was judging him on his past... on the way he was. "I was... well popular at first... but I didn't want... a real relationship because... I didn't have the time and I figured it'd be pointless with... what I was planning... and I'd been planning that a long, long time." he sighed here, suddenly feeling cold without her presence... weak... his engine stuttering a bit. He eyed her equally warily here, suddenly finding her icy cold demeanor to be... too chilly for him. "I never said I was a good car Raine... I told you this multiple times... but I figured there was something about me you'd finally find not to your tastes. I just didn't think it was the few times I'd slept around that would be it... you came to me to try and cheer me up... why I don't know, but I already mentioned to you that I wasn't a good vehicle. I figured if you wouldn't judge me on my past sins then this... well the fact that becoming wealthy and famous leads to certain kind of... lifestyles... lifestyles I was never into... I was bullied and rejected in school yes... but after I came into my oil fortune... that all changed... it's amazing how money can change others' opinions of you." He reversed now. "I think I'm going to go get looked at now." he said sadly. "What you saw on TV was just my facade... a persona I had adopted even then... sorry to disappoint you." he said, his own voice no longer warm as he turned and began driving in Doc's direction, his engine backfiring a bit as he did so.

Blade - Tags: Harper, Doc

"Hah... yeah... I'm sure you will." He smirked at her here. "Passing grade and then some. Anyway just... get this over with." Blade steeled himself for the soldering and welding that he knew was coming up. He closed his eyes, and despite the numbing agent, winced as he felt the searing heat on his skin. "Agh!" He clamped his mouth down, tears springing to his eyes a bit here. "D***!" he uttered. "I've been... better... but not the worst I've had." he informed Doc now.

"Hey Harper... could you... come over here?" he asked pleadingly, tears rolling down his front. "I want to try... something different... instead of just my usual roughing it out... so... if you don't mind..." he asked, practically urging her over with his eyes now as he gnashed his teeth, his pain evident.

[Niixa]

Harper: Blade

She frowned at Finn's response but she expected as much, Carew was probably there now for all they knew and it was something they could charge blindly into, if he has his assets with him then they'd need to plan; but how much time did they have? Would they even have the chance to make any decisions before he attempts to destroy their world as well? Shaking her front a little, she looked back towards Blade and Doc and felt her own insides twist at the sight of the soldering iron, she'd been at the mercy of one of those before and it was far from pleasant.

She had intended to stay back just a little so she wouldn't be in Doc's way or block any light he may need in order to see what he was doing, but that wasn't to last, that pleading look in Blades eyes and seeing how much pain he was in despite the anesthetic made her move back to his side in a heartbeat, before he managed to finish his sentence even. She could hear the soldering iron doing its work and the burning scent was hovering around them, it was awful but hopefully it would be over soon. In order to distract and comfort the other chopper, she nuzzled him affectionately, "It's almost done, just a little longer, okay?" Her own eyes held a slight pleading look, pleading for this to be finished and for him to keep going.

[ShadowWolfCelica]

"One day at a time Finn.... I know you won't always trust him... but he won't always be your enemy" Shadow assured the Faultless, a gentle smile on her face. "Please don't.... beat yourself up over this either. I don't want you eating yourself over this... I know what you're like you know" She flashed him a grin, though it didn't last long. "You're right.... We all run the risk of... being killed on duty. I mean, if this ship were to crash and I die.... would you blame Carew or the ship?" She asked now, looking out at all the others that were around.... she saw Harper supporting Blade, the smell of the soldering making her feel a little ill. She nodded encouragingly as he spoke of his son, tapping his side with his tire. "That's a new start for you... you can take your son after this mission... and just... start again with family... He's the link I feel... you perhaps won't feel like a lost soul... or terrible or bad.... it's ok... and you'll be ok" She reassured him, sighing lightly. "And if... baby Crophoppers start springing up... you best be on the first plane over!" She smirked gently, before her expression turned serious again.

"Hmm well I don't intend to tell anyone that Finn is an agent.... not the type of information I go blurting around!" She reasoned with Dusty once by his side. She concentrated on his pontoon again, moving in certain patterns, circles, triangles, looping and constantly stroking as she thought intensely. "Neither of us would murder another planets species to save our own.... At least I wouldn't be able to do it. What would be the point? Sure you would live, but you would have the heavy burden of genocide on your mind. Genocide! Could you live with that?" She asked more seriously now, frowning a little further. "Though....if I'm honest, I don't know what to do with the Vessels. I haven't erased the fact they could be a threat to our own planet. They may appear innocent.... but you never know someone's deeper intent. They could have some..... deep program they are not aware of that could take over and command them to destroy.... we just don't know. All we know is what they've chosen to tell us" She cautioned, gritting her teeth a little. She caught his look, holding his gaze with uncertainty, though pressed her hood into his chin gently in retaliation.

Raine had stayed where she was as Miles began talking, holding her ground and neither getting closer or further away. The idea of his past... well, she knew it hadn't been great. Heck, she'd supported him no matter his prison sentence, anything that he had thrown at her she had taken.... though now she was voicing concern, it was a problem? She bit her tongue as he spoke now, a chill running through her. She felt empty suddenly without him next to her, and she swallowed nervously. "Perhaps if you hadn't been sleeping around you could have found a nice girl to talk you out of it... then you wouldn't be in prison and you'd be somewhat.... better off" She replied, looking away now. She felt cold, and her heart thud heavily. It was deteriorating quickly, but she didn't know what to do... She had been so used to cold treatment anyway, being used for other's pleasure, lied to and... not fully knowing what love was... this was just another day to her. But the iciness was for once something that she more cared about. She noted his engine stuttering and beginning to cause trouble, though she reasoned she couldn't stop it... it was his engine after all. She kept her gaze away, closing her eyes after a couple of moments. "I know you didn't say you were a good car.... but I had no idea that's what you used to do. That... that's how you viewed women." She added, though frowned a little. "Lifestyles you were never into? Then why did you do them? You know, it's rather easy to say no to someone, even if they offer it to you on a plate.... I was the one that wasn't into it but I had no choice!"

She sighed heavily after he said he was going to get looked at, though reversed a little as his last sentence bit her in the tank harshly. She watched with a hurt expression as he moved off now, slouching in her place and closing her eyes once more.

[Titanic X 21]

Spray - everyone

The black plane tensed at Finn's words, and he nodded. "Got it. I'll do everything I can to figure this ship out." He turned back to the controls, narrowing his eyes as he looked outside.

So far, everything was normal. He could see the oil rigs passing beneath them, and he frowned, brushing the sight aside. His real worry was what would happen once Carew came through and unleashed nuclear Armageddon. He had to try and master this ship if they were to even stand a chance against him. And from the looks of things, from what Tenebris had said, they had a limited time frame... if that were indeed the case. His wing flicked out and he pushed the accelerator, hearing the ship's engines speed up as he angled his position so the ship would turn towards the shore.

'If Finn is right, and Carew does have access to nuclear warheads... then if he gets them, it's all over. And...' He gulped at the thought. 'We'll lose everything... I'd lose everything a second time...'

His team's faces flashed before his mind's eye and he wondered if they were okay. 'I just hope they got out in time... or that they're still the same... And that they're holed up someplace safe...'

For once, he was glad that Speedbump Freman, the hacker of his team, was a nut for conspiracy theories, same like his older brother who lived in an old missile bunker out in Kansas. No doubt both were holed up with their parents. But the rest of his team he worried about. He only hoped that Linda Windsheer, Serena Drift, and Brandon Escapa had escaped and were holed up there too...