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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Dr. Strange on January 21, 2008, 10:48:05 PM
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You're on board a plane, a 747 half full of humans, half of furs. All must work together as a group of humans and furs begin to hijack the plane. General info is required. Your name, your gender, your age and your physical description. Any other information you'd like to add is optional. I'd like to keep this clean so post your char in the companion thread, no repeat names, or other nonsense. Try to keep it as realistic as possible. Please and thank you.
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Aaron sat in the humans section, halfway to the back and further behind. She sighed and placed her earphones in her ears, ignoring the flight attendant talking to the man in the seat across from her. She closed her eyes and lay her head softly on the hard plastic of the seat top. Her breathing slowed to feign sleep and she heard the attendant move on. She groaned lightly, unhappy to be stuck here to begin with.
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Name: Elyk Tres
Age: 27
Species: White wolf
Physical appearance: Average
Other Info. : Has small streaks of black running throughout his body. wears a suit for his job.
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Elyk sits down in the first class cabin, his work has given him a chance to fly out to a convention. He sits down comfortably in the leather chair, he had never been in an airplane before and was nervous.
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She glared at the griffen sitting just in front of her. How dare they! They had no right to sit anywhere near her. She snorted angrily and turned her music up. THe flight attendant came by again. Aaron sat up straighter and glanced around her. Two humans and nothing on the other side. She smiled, satisfied.
"Would you like anything to eat or drink, miss?" He was a human one, very sweet too.
"Yes. A bottle of coke please."
The attendant left and the man to her left fidgeted in his seat. She glanced across the aisle and snorted loudly; there was a fur sitting almost right next to her. She twisted her face in disdain. What business did this- this- creature have to be sitting near her? The nerve! She rolled her eyes and leaned back, groaning with exhuastion. The white wolf beside her tapped her on the shoulder politely. She removed her earphones with look of annoyance.
"Yea?"
"Excuse me, miss, but I was wondering if you could get the man sitting beside you's attention for me. I'd really appreciate it." It smiled at her shyly.
"And why, on God's green earth, would I do something like that?" She demanded, elbowing the man.
"I just needed to ask him a quick question. I'm sorry if I offended you in any way. I won't bother you again."
"What do you want?" He growled at me, a sour expression on his face.
"Your buddy wants to associate with you. Now make with the talk and don'tr bother me." She growled back, poison-toned.
"Oh." His face brightened evidently as he leaned over to talk with ihs apperent coworker about some construction nonsense.
Aaron rolled her deep green eyes again and put the earphones back in, glancing past the wolf to see a darker, shorter one beside it. This wore no clothes and bore the resemblance of a male. She kicked the seat in front of her by accident in her haste to stand up. She growled a warning at the man before rushing up to the front. She grabbed her coke politely from the attendant and made her way back, plopping exhaustedly back into the seat.
She ignored the man and the wolves, focusing on listening to her Alternative Rock as turbulance jarred the plane slightly. She sat up a little straighter, reached into her back pocket, pulled out a peice of Stride Spearmint and popped it into her mouth. Sipping the coke, she closed her eyes, letting the music take her away. After several songs of silence from all around her, she felt a stab in her ribs. She looked over, ready to knock someone's teeth out and noticed it was the male wolf who'd poked her.
She shrugged and turned off her iPod.
"Yes?"
"Ma'am, could you tell me where the bathroom is?" He was blushing.
Aaron smirked, she was going to enjoy this very much. "Right this way."
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Elyk had calmed down a bit and looked around him and noticed two other furs in the cabin with him a male leopard and a female fox, he decides to move with them.
"Excuse me is this seat taken" I said greetingly
" Why no it is not." said the female fox
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Aaron looked up ahead and snorted in disgust. Why must all the Creatures take the good seats? She thought vehemently, leading the wolf toward the back of the plane. She pointed at a door. "There. Don't get lost coming back to your seat now." Some of her southern attitude was showing. She turned and left before he could make a sound.
Just as well too. I'd rather not socialize on this plane. This trip is strickly business. She murmured to herself, going up to the front of the plane and seating herself unlady-like in front of another white wolf, a female fox, and a leopard. She huffed and placed her earphones back into her ears.
"Please remain in your seats. The plane is about to take off. We hope you know the procedures and enjoy your flight this afternoon."
Aaron groaned and turned the music up louder, trying to forget that she was surrounded by furries. She shook violently eith fright. This was her first flight alone and she wanted to last.
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Elyk notices as the human sits down.
"Hmm..she seems err...nice.." He mumbled
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Name: Drake Fisher
Age: 22
Species: Egyptian Asp
Physical Apperance: Athletic
Other: Is a quiet fellow, the kind who don't talk unless spoken to and even then doesn't say much. But he has a history of having a nasty temper resulting in messy endings, expecially with humans.
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*I take a seat near the back of the plane talking silently to myself. As i sit down, I notice a human female a couple rows away, clearly not happy to have furs on board...let alone scales. I pull out a book and read silently while musing over the fact that the...human is displeased. 'This is going to be a interesting trip,' I think to myself.
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Name: Tristonne Ride
Age: 19
Species: Fox
Physical Apperance: Young looking, average build.
Other: Is shy normally, but doesnt like being taken for granted. Has anger issues.
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((i'll post my bit of the story later,sorry, i gotta go to school now!))
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Elyk continues to relax in the comfortable leather chair, he decides to take a small nap.
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((okay ive got a few minutes to type!))
Tristonne is settled in a comfy seat near the back of the plane. She had her mp4 in as lud as possible and bopped her head in time with the music. Staring out of the window, she watched as the clouds flew past softly, and the sun was soaking up the rays of the sky sweetly and softly, giving the sky a redish tinge to it.
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Aaron became restless, wondering if the child-thing had made it back yet. She paused to look down the aisle and confirmed it. She sighed, glancing over at the white wolf. She did a double take. Was this fuzzball sleeping?! How utterly rediculous to Aaron. She couldn't fathom how anyone'd be able to sleep through the trembling of the plane as it took off. She snorted and went back to her music, frightened moreso than before.
"Ma'am, I beleive you're in my seat. May I have it back please?" A soft female voice interrupted.
Aaron looked up and about jumped out of her seat. THe **censor** plane was being taken over by fuzzies! She glanced around her and looked back at the crocodile. "There must be a mistake, let me see your ticket." She replied politely, smiling despite her more-than-obvious disgust of fuzzballs or scalies.
The crocodile handed her the ticket and Aaron hummed quietly. "Ahh. Your seat is one row back and two seats over. The window, I beleive."
"Oh. Thank you. I must have seen the numbers wrong." The croc smiled back and took her seat.
Aaron felt like retching. One more fur asks me to move and I'll kill it. She thought vehemently. She closed her eyes and turned off her music, trying to sleep before the plane entered familliar territory and she'd be assaulted by heaven knew what.
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Elyk wakes up from his nap.
"I wonder how long I have been taking a nap..." *glances at watch*
"Hmm not long at all...might as well stay up and read a book"
*grabs his carry on bag and pulls out a book and starts to read*
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*I finish my book and lean back in my chair. I look over and see a young white wolf sitting several rows away. In need of a little conversation, I get up and walk over.* Hi there. Mind if I take a seat?
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Elyk glances over at the scalie walking towards him.
"No, I do not mind seat yourself"
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Tristonne turns slightly in her seat, away from the window. Looking along the aisle, she can see many people and furs had got restless, and had began to swap seats with others. She bowed her head, letting her hair fall over her front, begging that no one would want to move her, or try to make contact.
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Aaron looked up as her eyes snapped open. I'll be damned to Hell and back if I get any sleep the ride there... She groaned queasily and glanced over at the wolf. An egyptian Asp was seated next to him. She groaned louder. She wasn't going to make it through the flight if stuff kept up like this. She tapped his shoulder.
"Excuse me, are you familiar with the procedures to a plane crash?" Might as well start small talk. I'll be on this godforsaken peice of junk for a day and a night.
{gtg. I'll edit or post more later.Sorry its so short.}
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Vlad had played it smart. Sitting in the aisle seat closest to the cockpit, he spoke to his comrades, in an Eastern Russian dialect. Nodding so often, he would chuckle. He turns to the furrie next to him. A weasel, with a set of buck teeth, taking a sip from a bottle of vodka.
"You realize, drinking that, will dull your senses, right Nikolos?", Vlad says in Russian
"Yes, but then again, its just a taste of home comrade.", replied the weasel.
"Point noted and taken.", laugh Vlad.
Watching each person passing by, Vlad makes a mental note of how many have boarded, and how many have headed up the nearby stairway, to first class.
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Elyk smiled as he turned back to his book, it was about a man whom was killed but the man hadn't a clue what had happened and now he has to find a way to find his killers.
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Tristonne began to unfurl from her curled up position and made her tail rap around her top half like a blanket. She kept on watching the others walk along the plane, some looking at her funny. Was she different or something, she kept thinking to herself as she stared on.
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Aaron shivered and snuggled herself into a ball, trying to keep warm and also trying to keep from talking to the furry since he obviously wished to left alone. All of them were so kind Aaron was starting to think she had been wrong. Mayhap there were bad furries just like there were bad humans? She pondered this for a while before she straightened up and poked the wolf gently. {Eylk}
"Escuse me, sir. Do you know if there are any blankets around here? I'm freezing." She shook violently and coughed hoarsely. The weather outside was cold, damp and rainy. She sniffled and rubbed her arms, shaking weakly.
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*looks away from his book*
"hmmm..not that I know of but do you want me to see if I can get you one?"
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"Yes, please." She mumbled, still shivering.
She pondered what could be going on, the plane was supposed to be descending by now. It was dusk. What was going on? Was there something wrong with the enigne? Or the airport radio? She slumped lower in the seat and groaned. The stomach ache was starting up. She always got stomache ahes when she flew.
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Starts to twist and turn in her seat, wondering when they would arrive at there destination, feeling very paranoid of the other people behind her, so she keeps rubbing her neck for support.
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Name:  Maxi
Age: 14
Species: fox
Physical Apperance: cute but can be very stubborn
Other very, Very hyperactive
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lays back in seat and turns her head to look out of the window to see the views
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Aaron felt the hairs on the back of her neck bristle and she straightened up, her entire body tingling. Furries and scalies, next there'll be a friggin t.v show about **** like this... She thought, chuckling to herself.
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-Shortly before the scheduled descent-
Smirking a bit, Vlad nodded to his comrades, about 6 of them.  He gets up first, along with the weasel, a leopard, a gecko, polar bear, a human female and human male, making their way to the front of the plane.  Their being no one in the stewardess's space, they slip in, pulling from underneath a small panel in the overhead a black bag.  Unzipping it, he smirks a bit.  "That's the beauty of plastic.  It goes through metal detectors without a hitch."  He slips out a small lead box, removing the top revealing several magazines.  At the bottom of the bag, rested several Glock 17s.  He hands one to each of those around him, and keeping a Glock 21 for himself.  He hands out several 9mm magazines to everyone as they silently load their weapons.  He pulls out the remaining 45mm magazines, and loads his own weapon.  All at once they stuff the remaining mags in their pockets, leaving the bag empty. ÂÂÂ
"Ready?", he asks.
They all nodded.
"Good.  Remember, no one dies, unless they give us trouble that may put the plan in jeopardy.  Go."
They all hide their weapons, some heading upstairs, a few staying down here, while he and the weasel, head to the cockpit. ÂÂÂ
Arriving, Vlad cracks open the door and nods to his comrade.  They enter quietly, locking the door.  Creeping up behind the engineer, the weasel quickly knocks him out with anestetic, then making his way behind the co-pilot. ÂÂÂ
"Hey Wayne,", began the captain, a suave lion.  When their was no reply, he turns around to stare down the barrel of Vlad gun.  He immediatly goes speechless. ÂÂÂ
"Welcome to Stalingrad Air comrade.", began Vlad with a smirk.  The co-pilot whips around only to see the inside of the weasel, Nikolos's gun as well.
"We've had a change of plans comrade...I will give you the new flight plan shortly.  All you have to do is keep us in the air, and you won't die."
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Aaron tensed and crouched in what little space the aisle allowed. Every part of her body screamed that something bad was about to happen. Her fear of heights and of planes heightened her senses to the same level as a furries. She glanced around and slid along the aisle slowly towards the front.
Why do I get the feeling we're all about to die? She asked herself, frowning as she felt under the seats for something to use as a weapon if anything came to that. She reached the carts and hid behind them, peering around. Something was deffinately up. The flight attendants were nowhere in sight. She moved up further and knocked on the cockpit door, armed with nothing.
"Hello? Everything ok in there?"
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*returns back to seat to find that Aaron is gone* " Hmmm...odd...something must have happened, maybe she went to the restroom? " *sniffs the air*
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Hearing the knock at the door, Vlad's comrade growls a bit.
"Comrade, no...", whispers Vlad. He leans down towards the captain.
"Tell her there is nothing wrong. Simply a delay because of heavy traffic...", whispers Vlad in his ear. Nervously, the lion spoke.
"Don't worry ma'am...everything is just...fine. The traffic over the airport is heavy at the moment."
Smirking a bit, nods to the captain. He begins to hear the knocked out engineer coming to. But before Vlad could do anything, he darts at the door, falling short as Vlad delivers a painful fist to the back of his head. Vlad curses, as the engineer's head hits the door. He knew it was time to go to plan B.
"Captain, set heading 055, were going to Stalingrad." Vlad smirked a bit as he thought of the important cargo on board . Soon, he thought, the Communist Party would rise again in Russia.
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*I looked up. I could tell there was somthing amiss. I looked over at the human that had untill previously tried to pretend we furs/scales weren't there. She had moved up to the cockpit. Curious, i got up and slowly made my way over. Suddenly...i stopped. There was a tensness in the air. I crouched down and put my hand to the floor. There were heavy vibrations from the planes massive engines, but there was a strange feeling deep in them. Occasionally, one vibration was stronger than the other. I then stood up.* We're turning around...
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Tristonne was startled at the engines sudden shudder and she twitched her ears slightly. Still, people were walking along even though the seat belt sign was now flashing. She had always wondered what stuff like that meant when it was in writing because sadly she hadnt been given the priveledge to reading when she was little due to people making fun of her. But she knew what to do by pictures. She reached over and pulled the seat belt around her waist. As she clipped it in, she looked out the window preparing for take-off
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Hearing the announcement my ears pricked up. we were about to take off. but why were people walking around still. i could see a little girl putting her seat so i decided to do the same. hmmmm i wonder my chocolate has got to.
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she shivered slightly in her seat and brought her tail out from underneath her. She began to brush it with the back of her paw, smothing out the creases and odd ends sticking up to make it straight again. she looked up again and out of the window. The engine was still rattling crazily, and she could feel the ground rattling beneath her. When were they going to take off, she wondered to herself.
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( I thought we were in the air )
Elyk continue to sniff the air and could smell the heavy scent of alcohol coming from the door from the cockpit.
"That doesn't smell right...alcohol...not beer or wine either... I am starting to get scared...."
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still wondering were her chocolate had gone to, picks up her bag beside her and tries to find her sugar supply. But now she can smell a strong smell of alcohol, how strange, but decides to ignore it.
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an alcoholic smell comes to her nose, and it twitches nervously as she paws at it, hating that smell since childhood. She continued looking around for passengers, but many were still wandering around, and others were absorbed in whatever they were doing at the time. she rolled her eyes and sunk back into her seat, breating heavily as the plane finally took off.
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feeling slightly giddy s the plane take of, but still she can smell that infuriating smell of alcohol, she could see two people standing by the cabin door, what earth was going on.
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Tristonne rubbed her head soothingly and stared out the window watching as little villages went under them. She blinked slowly as her eye started to drift shut, the smell of alcohol was making her feel woozy and tired.
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decides to look in her bag for her mp3, trying to kepp down the feeling of something going wrong. flicks on mussic, and leans back in chair with a sigh
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(I thought we were in the air, too)
*I walked over to the human* What's going on?
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Watching over the captain, a small bit of radio chatter rang into Vlad's ears. He quirks an eye brow, turning to the weasel, speaking in Russian.
"Comrade, it would appear, those aboard are beginning to suspect something."
The weasel nods, as he reaches down, grabbing the set of radio head sets from the unconcious engineer, and putting them on.
"I think it's time, comrade Colonel."
Vlad nods as he grasps the captain intercom. "Stay on this course. I'm still watching you." The pilot simply nods as Vlad speaks into the mic.
A small click is heard echoing through the cabin.
"Attention passengers. This is your new captain speaking. Perhaps you are wondering why we have been in the air so long. You are going to bear witness to the greatest revolution the world has ever seen. You see, in the underbelly of this plane sits a precious cargo. A simple microchip with codes into the United States Treasury. That money, could be used to raise an army. An army big enough to overthrow the government of Russia. Ladies and gentlemen. You will bear witness to the rise of the party known as the Phoenix of Lenin. I am Col. Vladimir Rotenski and I will be your host for the rest of the flight. You will enjoy the sights and sound of Mother Russia. Assuming non of you misbehave, no one has to get hurt."
He smirks a bit as he replaces the mic to it stowage.
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"Awww..jeez...I knew something was wrong...I've got to find that girl...maybe she would know what to do.."
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She holds her breath at the announcement. "As long as we dont misbehave...whats that supposed to mean?" she whispered to herself, knowing that behaving was at the bottom of her skill list.
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Elyk started to walk around and ask people what they should do.
"What should we do? We cannot just let them do this."
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as the announcement fineshed she groaaned inwardly. great she thought, can anything be worse. when she opened her eyes she saw a man wandering around asking what we should do, then remembering she had a mobile phone, started rummaging around in her bag of sweets, when she found it she started trying to get the attention of the young man.
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After hearing the announcement, and others starting to worry, she struggles with her seat belt, fighting it off her body, and standing up, looking around the plane. Being small had its disadvantages, as she peered around looking out of windows and at fellow flyers.
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"Yes?" I said looking at the female "DO you know what to do? If it is that cell phone it will not work, there is a blocker preventing from calling."
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smiles mischeviously and says " yes, i know but i kind of messed around with the phones wires, i could even make a bomb out of it if you wanted" then frowns"but it ould only be enough to blow a door, or stun someone" and smiles back up at him, waiing for his reply.
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"you dont wanna do that!" she said nervously, walking up to the two "if you blow a hole in something we could get sucked out and possibly die in the airs atmosphere!" she said rolling her eyes, her sense of humor trying to stick in these horrid times.
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Vlad nods to the weasel, handing him his weapon, leaving the weasel with two.  Vlad, walks to the back of the cockpit, with a backpack, removed from the weasel's back.  Opening it, he quickly dresses down.  A few minutes later, Vlad clears his throat, as he slips on a black beret, a Red Star in a shield on the front of it. He was clad in grey urban camoflauge.  He nods, taking back his weapon, calling over his radio.  Moments later, a human enters. ÂÂÂ
"Watch him.  I'm going out to formally introduce myself."
With that Vlad steps out into the cabin, listening as the door lock behind him.  He smirks a bit, as he passes several passengers.  Kneeling down, he pulls up the carpeting, revealing an access panel.  Opening it, it was clear it led into the cargo bay.  He jumps down, rummaging through the various items.  Finally, after a few minutes, he pops back up, carrying a metal case.  He shuts the panel, and replaces the carpet.  He calls over the human female, speaking to her, in clear english, accented with a Russian background.
"Nastasha, do you're duty..."
She leans down, listening carefully, as she cracks the combo on the case.  It clicks open.  As she opens it, she comes across a small lockbox.  Almost as quick as the first, she pops this open.  Vlad kneels down, opening the case, revealing a USB Flash Drive.  With a smirk, he closes both cases.  He stands up, calling to a flight attendant. ÂÂÂ
"Six bottles of vodka..."
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Eylk thought to himself I cannot let them do this...There is no way I am strong enough to fight them by myself...
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"look, i wish i could be helpfull, i mean i can mess around with the wires if you wanted me two, but id have to go down below. And no it wouldnt kill us , we might just be able to call out a signal using their transmitter, all planes have that, especially theese" shrugs and stands up ready to make the desicion whether or not someone came or not, thats just stubbon me i thought
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*starts to whisper with other furs and humans* "SO you want to get a mob and attack them?
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nods violently to agree , "we dffinately need to attack them but we need to get the cameras offline, i could help with that" smiles wildly
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*nods head* "ok go ahead"
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yelps with glee and starts to creep around disconnecting the cameras, holdin the wires from her face as the sparks went wild. when finished turns around with half a ton of wires in her hand and decides to use them as a handy weapon, then turns to smitty and says "everyone must get a weapon, because i doubt the resitance will be happy with this.then turns and runs down to the bottom compartment to search for the transmitter, ell wires that she would use.
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pushes her hair back behind her ears and peers around intently at the others, wondering what they were doing, and most of all why people would ever want to hijak a plane of furries and people, do they hate us that much, she thought to herself as she shook her head, wide eyed.
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*walks over to the small fur and tells her what is happening* "Those people want to revive the communist party in Russia with the funds from the United States Treasury, how they got the codes I have no clue."
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Vlad listened carefully, catching chatter on the radio.
"Nicolos, what's going on in the cockpit?"
Vlad nodded as he lights a cigarette. "Bring him out here...."
Soon, the weasel comes out, grasping the engineer's neck, hard. He had come back to his senses. With a smirk, Vlad leans down. "You should always practice good behavior when there are men with guns, comrade." He nods to the weasel, who yanks the engineer's head up.
"Ladies and gentlemen.", began Vlad, his voice echoing in the cabin. "I have been informed this one here tried to sabotage our luxury flight. I guess I must demonstrate the consequences for misbehavior." With a flick, Vlad bring his 45 caliber Glock to the engineer's head.
The engineer cries out for mercy.
"Do svidaniya", replies Vlad. He pulls the trigger, followed by a loud, deafening bang. The engineer crumples to the floor, dead.
"Take him to the cargo hold." Vlad turns to the crowd. "Would anyone else care to test my patience?"
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Elyk jumped up as he heeard the shot. "These guys are not kidding, hopefully he got something over the radio" I said to myself
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Tristonne watches with wide eyes, knowing now isnt the time to misbehave anymore. What the hell were they going to do. She galred over at the man who had killed the engenier ((so sorry bout the spelling!)). She looks out the window to see how high up they are, and sees that they are already pretty high, which ruled out jumping out of the doors and staying alive.
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Elyk started to panic, he paced around the plane...
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curse the darknees that she was in and tries to find her way forward, when above her she heard the sound of a gun, she jumped at the sound and ran whimpering behind one of the cargo boxes when a case caught her eye.
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tristonne takes in a deep breath and looks away from the window. 'no good panicing' she muttered to no one in particular, and started looking around for any sign of new danger, or anything else happening.
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"Perhaps there is something I have packed that I could use..." Elyk begins rummaging through his bags.
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Aaron put her ear to the door silently and turned, slinking back to Elyk. "Hey. Something's up in the cockpit. I don't want to go in there alone and unarmed..."
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" I know...but we've got to find weapons and we got to find a way to get them by suprise...they have guns and we have nothing."
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She nodded and began to cautiously make her way around the plane, looking for anything she could use as a weapon. "You could use your teeth and claws..."
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"Yeah but they have guns..."
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i snapped up from slamming my head on the side of the wall and being knocked out,only to wake up in a dark part of the plane, "...is anybody there?..."i asked blindly,getting up and swaying from side to side from being knocked out.THen a loud ringing noise buzzed through my ears and i fell to mt knees,holding them, "..ngh!!......"
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wayches as a body is slumped on the loor and waits for the hatch to close, than rushs over to the boy and carefull rolls it over. put her paw over her mouth aaan backs away ring not o scream. it was the egineer that she had when she boarded the plane. decides to keep awa from the bdy aand starts to look around for some weapons, finds some metal bars an a dagger, and walks back to find the others.
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*continues to looks for a weapon* "Wait... doesn't this plane have a kitchen...perhaps there is a knife or other things on there we could use..."
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"We can smash some glasses and use them as daggers..." She says, eyeing some glasses on the side of an unoccupied table.
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"Ok heres what we are going to do...anyone able to wield a weapon and can protect themselves and others will be with me. Anyone with any sort of medical training will go to the back. Also I want someone small, someone who could get into tight spots, this will be our last ditch effort if all else fails this person will sabotage the plane causing it to crash. I know this is scary but think about what would happen if the Communist Party is revived, imagine how this would affect the world."
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Aaron quietly raised a hand. "I'm able to fit into tight places and screw stuff up enough to blow things to peices...If not I can help make a human and furry wall to protect the yuonger ones." She couldn't beleive the words leaving her mouth but she realized this was concerning all of them and she had grown tolike some of the fuzzies and scalies she'd seen.
A semi-thunderous snarl came from behind her. "Miss, I believe you will make an easy target so it would be best if you could take the small spaces option."
She turned and almost fainted. She thought this scalie's kind were extinct but apperently they knerw how to hide well. "And who are you?" She demanded, recovering quickly from the shock.
The small dragon smirked, showing off two rows of razor sharp teeth. "I'm Cayis Manmaster. You may call me Streak. And there's no concern to the other passengers. As far as I know, most are out." It reported, still smirking at Aaron.
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*picks up a steak knife from the drawers in the stewardness's compartment.*
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Vlad finishes his cigarette, tossing it onto the ground and stomping it out. He pulls the ear-piece on his radio, shaking his head. The headset was dead. He pulls the plug, to keep in comms with his team.
"Colonel. We are in contact is Pathfinder 2. She is ready anytime we are.", crackles a deep, weasel voice.
Vlad takes up his radio. "Good, good. Inform them we are ready as well. Have the captain go to the appropriate attitude, and after wards, have Nastsha take the stick. We'll need her for this. No one has yet to attempt a mid-air refuel between that modfied Antonov AH-124, and a 747. I want this done right, the first time. Otherwise, we won't have enough fuel to get home."
"Yes sir."
Vlad thinks for a second. "Phoenix Team, report."
Six okays came in over the radio.
"Phoenix team, priority is as follows, defend the cockpit for the next 30 minutes. Preparations are in order for the refuel. Deadly Force is authorized when absolutly nessesary."
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"I have an idea...lay down on the floor" I whispered to a female fur. *walks up to guard* "Excuse me sir? My mate has fallen ill, I thought since you are in the military you would have some medical knowledge. Please come see her!" I pleaded
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The guard thought for a second. He sighs a bit, remembering he was the medic of the group. He speaks in Russian over the radio to another. The response is in Russian. The guard heads over to the downed female.
"Zee only reason for zis is because zee Colonel wants as many alive as he can get. Zat and I'm a medic" He reaches into his messenger bag, pulling out a small med-kit. He holsters his weapon, trusting the common rule than no one attacks a medic
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As the guard moved closer to the female, Elyk pulled out the knife and held it to his neck. "Now...Tell me....why do you want the Communists Party revived?"
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The guard chuckles a bit. "Because Mother Russia is no longer zee super power it was. It has grown weak. Only the party can return to her former glory." He pulls himself into the knife, slitting his own throat. He looks back, throat gushing blood. "How does it feel....you killed for zee first time....how...does it feel?", spoke the guard, finally falling to the ground, dead.
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*drops the knife* "He...He just slit his own throat...H-How could he even do that...quick we need to clean this up!" *Elyk sits down*
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((If its too late to join let me know and I will delete this))
Name: Vivian Gandillion
Age: 18
Species : Sapphire Wolf
Appearance: Average
Other info: Is a stewardess on the plane, as well as some basic first aid training.
Vivian had been ducked behind a few rows of seats watching this horrid thing commence. At the sight of the man slitting his own neck that was the last bit she could take she finally let out a small squeak of a noise trying to keep from vomiting. Pulling off her stewardess hat she threw it aside hoping none of the jackers had heard her. She stared around the plane trying to see how many had survived. She crawled along carefully nudging the man whom had held the knife to the other and smiled weakly "Excuse me sir how many survivors are there?" She asked in a shaky tone. "And what exactly do you plan to do here? They have the upper hand, they have the plane and not to mention enough fire power to take any of us down within a moment." She took a deep breath covering her mouth to keep from throwing up from the scent of the dead body "There are cleaning supplies towards the back of the plane if you wish to clean up that mess." she said nudging the dead body "Apparently he did not have much to live for." she said before standing with a shaky motion standing before him.
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Elyk looked at the stewardess "As far as I-I... k-know is that all of us except the engineer is alive...I-I got to clean this up..." *walks to the back*
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She grumbled to herself letting herself slip back down into a sitting position "I always knew that all this job would do would give me hell" she walked up towards the cockpit taking a look around the corner into the small window that viewed the cockpit. She swallowed hard watching the jackers at work she slipped down holding her head in her hands "T-this can't be real" she said letting her tail trail up by her face she nipped on the end of it waiting for the others to make their move she had no idea as to what to do. All these things ran through her head but what she did not realize is at just about any moment of the "bad guys" could find her with ease.
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*begins cleaning up after moving the body to the back*
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Vlad, vocal as usual, traverses the aisles of the plane, watching each passenger, one of his team members on the other side. He turns around heading upstairs to the first class cabins. Once arrived, he looked about. Smirking a bit, he traverses the smaller cabin as a much larger plane came into view. He goes to a stewardess's station picking up a mic.
"Ladies and gentleman. This is the Colonel speaking again. If you look out of our left window, you will see a Antonov AH-124. If you notice, she has on her belly a refueling apparatus. Today, you will take part in the first mid-air refueling involving that aircraft. Just imagine. The Russian skies, filled with these, followed by MIGs with the old Red Star, shining in the air, on their tail fins, a sickle and hammer." He chuckles a bit on the microphones. "Do not worry, I will make sure those who don't do anything stupid are treated well." He replaces the microphone as his radio goes off.
"Sir, they are ready..."
"Good, begin the procedures."
He thinks for a second. Looking down at his watch, he decides it's a good time for check-ins.
"Phoenix Team, report..."
"Freebird okay.", comes in one voice
"Sparrow, okay", chimed in the melodic voice of Nastasha
"Vulture okay"
"Strayone okay"
"Rapier, okay"
Vlad waited a minute, noting one report hadn't come in. There were six members of the team, yet only five responded.
"Cleric, report in...."
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runs over to Elyk and helps im clean up the body. then realises that a loose communicator that was danilin from his hest, and somebody was tyin to call through, she looks up to Elyk with worry on her face
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*picks up the communicator* "Cleric, okay" Elyk said in a Russian accent
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breathes out a sigh and smiles weakly at elyk
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Aaron nodded and hid behind him as the furry who was obviously in charge passed by. She peeked around him and slid under the seat, hidden from prying eyes as she pulled out her all purpose pocket knife. She rumaged around with the extras before she got the newly added screwdriver out. She used it to remove the screws on the bottoms of the two seats she was hiding under and then she pocketed them.
Glancing at the feet, she tapped a rhythm on a griffens toes and waited. Its claws came out and it tapped one back. She confirmed it and went on, conversing this way all the way down the row as she scuttled under all the seats. She took a few of the arm rests for the chairs and stuffed them in her pack. Grinning, she scuttled back, appearing seemingly out of thin air beside the dragon.
"I gather you have finished?" He asked, smirking.
"Yes." She looked around and made a tapping on his scales. "I need three scales, four spikes and a bit of fire from you. Go to the restroom and do it. I' don't want any attention called forth. That's something we can avoid. I'll be back." She murmured, slinking down the stairs from under the seats as she had earlier to where she'd left Eylk.
She stared at him for a second then she grabbed a rag and began scrubbing the floor and carpet vigorously. "Now what are we going to do?"
"Sir, I need to use the restroom. May I?" Streak asked, looking innocent and crossing his legs in the universal sign. His mind was racing. She said three scales, four spines and a bit of fire. I think I know what she needs it for...I'll just put the fire in my hollow spines.
"So what happened? He kill himself?" She asked, squeezing the blood into a punch bowl. "I think we've got some problems.." She muttered, hearing a thump and a snarl upstairs. "Streak's got some stuff for me and I've got the screws from all the chairs upsairs, the arm rests and some of the bottoms." She pulled her pack off and scrubbed harder at the spot.
"What the..." She scrubbed again and gasped. "Hey, come look at this. The carpet's dissolving..."
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walks over to where the carpet is suppost to be dissapering and has a look, "wow, well that`ll come in handy in more ways than 1"
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"Yes, but I've never seen anything like it..."She muttered, poking it. She jumped, yelping. "Oww...That hurts...What's on this thing?" She looked at it and sniffed the rag. Her nose burned.
"Holy ****. It's acid!"
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i guess that`ll be helpful to melt the guns an...wait... if that`s acid wont it be disintegrating the rest of the plane ,yep it looks like its spreading,careful there"
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Aaron yelped and put the rag back. Carrying the bowl like it was a bomb, she placed it on the cart and ran away from it. She hid behind Eylk childishly as she blushed dark red.
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"Why would there be acid?" Elyk said to himself
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Vivian looked towards the scampering furries "Erm how did you find acid?" she asked in a quizzical tone she really was becoming confused now... But then again just about anything was bound to happen it was all downhill from here.
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walks over to the group frowning. "Maybe they want the plane to disintegrate(?)" she said slowly, keeping her distance from the bowl and backing towards the front of the plane slowly.
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Aaron shrugged. "I grabbed a bottle of red stuff and sprayed it on the rag. I thought it was floor cleaner." She mumbled, blushing. "and I get to be the idiot who almost kills everybody."
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tristonne looks at her and tries to smile "It wwasnt your fault, how were you to know?" she says shrugging, her ears twitching slightly.
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She squeaks and watches her ears and tail with childlike fascination. "Where'd those come from?" She asks, moving to stand in the aisle.
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"Ok continue to clean, I have to collect my nerves..."
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"Um, ok." She replied, cautiously walking to the cart and pulling out a bottle of carpet cleaner. "I wonder..."
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watches the girl with the cart nervously, and keeps looking along to the front of the plane, where the announcements kept coming from.
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She picks the other bottle up and puts it in her pack. Strolling back to the floor, she cuts a peice of carpet from under the seats and puts it where the other carpet was. "There. Now they'll never notice." She grinned. "I'll be back. I need to go retreive some other stuff I left upstairs."
Slinking up the stairs to at a time, she slips casually past the russian and sits in the vacant seat in front of the griffen and waits patiently. She hums quietly to herself, cautious to keep her ipod away. She closes her eyesand listens to the absense of regular noise on the plane.
"Hello again." Streak muttered, sliping his spines and scales into her hands. "The fire's sealed in the scales and the spikes. Don't loose them." She smirked and nodded, settling down to nap a while. "There's a peice of carpet downstairs covring an acid spot. Fix it for me, they don't need to I still have the bottle. Be quick about it though, they'll start getting curious if you take too long, you old pile of poison."
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sighs and sits down in the nearest seat, restigng her elbows on her knees and putting her head onto her hands. Her tail swung around her, hugging her as if, and she closed her eyes, waiting for more news.
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Vlad nodded in acknowledgement to the radio messages. He replaces the radio into his belt, as he continues to traverse the cabin. He raises an eyebrow, as he spotted a young teen, seeming quite scared. He walks over to her, locking his holster, to prevent his weapon from falling or being drawn by anyone except himself. He looks down, then squats down. He thought for a second back to the passenger manifest. He soon decides this was indeed Ms. Ride.
"Are you afraid, miss Ride?"
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Aaron nodded her head, feigning sleep as Streak tapped her shoulder repeatedly. "Hey, wake up." He murmured, shaking her. "HEY! WAKE UP!!" He yelled, shaking her harder. "What the--? AARON! WAKE UP!!" He flicked his tail and stabbed her lightly with ihs tale spikes. "Aaron? Please, don't be dead..."
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Elyk quietly slinks into his orginal seat to avoid suspicion from the Russian patrolling the cabin.
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decides it is getting to over crowded so slips down her secret hole into the luggage hold, then snoops round to find that case. she finds it under a pile of boxes and pulls it out, a few boxes tumble away.hoping she hadnt made to much of a noise she opens the case to find it full of money, there was so many of it, it scared her, "wow" she whipered, then looking left and right she stached it into her back bocket, and anywher she find. then starts to crawl back.
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Streak scooted with difficulty down the stairs and sat next to Eylk. "Aaron's out like a light. I can't get her up.."
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peeps over the hidy hole to see if the cost is clear than suddenly sees a russian man walking down the asile. and ducks back down hoping he hadn1t seen her
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"It is probably from the fumes from cleaner, just keep near her to make sure"
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now she remebered the announecment from that amn. they had some money on her, and it looked like she had found it. uh oh she was in big trouble, better hide. but that man had to go back down into the cockpit first, so dangiling on and pepping over the tiny hole she looked around.
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tristonne looks at the man infront of her with a curious look, and gives him a hard stare. "Im not scared, i just want to know whats going on" she spoke angrily, but still couldnt keep the curiousity out of her voice. She eyed the gun at his side cautiously, wondering how long she would ahve if she attacked hi mto tackle it off of him. She decided not to try for now, but just wait until she had found out what was going on, and that she was actually going to live to see the landing.
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Elyk looks around and looks through his bag anpulls out a video camera, he hides it on him as he walks to the bathroom.
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He nodded, rumbling up the stairs noisily and plopping next to Aaron to keep watch over her. Aaron, don't you die on me now...
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Vlad chuckled a bit at her response.
"You will thank me later, when you are living in Red Square, watching the grand parades."
He gets up, and continues on his rounds. He smirks a bit, as the plane trembles.
"Sir,", came in a voice on the radio. "We have link up with Pathfinder 2. They are transferring fuel...Sir! Alert, we have two fighter jets coming up on our six. F-15s."
"Status of fuel?!"
"Tanks are 75 percent full. The fighters want us to land."
"That should be enough fuel. Nickolos. Drop up to an appropriate height, and bring out Big Betty. Time to test the new shells."
Soon, the plane breaks away from the Anitov, and drops down, lower and lower, as one of the hijackers brings a fairly large steel case foward. He clips both locks, revealing fairly large parts. Along side were two extremely large shells, resembling large rifle rounds. Both F-15s pulled along the port side of the plane. "Perfect..." Soon, the weapon is assembled, revealed a large weapon. A 30 mm antitank rifle, still holding no name. Apparently bought on the black market. Vlad picks up the weapon. He forces back the heavy bolt, and loads one of the immense rounds inside. He pulls a small pin on the bullet itself, and slams the bolt foward.
"Sir,", chimed in the radio. "They are giving us one more warning before firing."
Vlad smirked at the sound. "Once I have taken care of our problem, execute the co-pilot."
"Yes sir..."
He nods to the weasel. Quickly the rear door was flung open, a small hiss coming from the slight pressure drop. Yet no one was sucked out. They were low enough. Vlad stared down the scope as one of the F-15 pilots looks to him, his eyes growing large as he eyes the berthing rifle. A loud boom was heard as the rifle jumped back, hard. A nearby glass shattered, simply sitting on a secured cart. Vlad growls in pains, as he rips the bolt back, watching a the immense ejected cartridge flies out. He grabs another round, loading it.
The F-15 tries to pull away, but the round strikes the external fuel tank on her underbelly. Immediatly, the jet explodes, as a pilot flies out, ejecting. The second F-15 tries to brake back to get a shot, but already Vlad had unleashed his last round. The giant bullet flies through the front of his cockpit, then explodes inside. With both planes down, Vlad smirks a bit.
"Now..."
A large bang was heard from the cockpit, as Vlad throws the super-rifle from the plane and shuts the door.
"Cockpit, that was all Betty could give us, she rests in peace. Make sure no more radars pick us up. Bring us as high as you can, where no fighter can catch us.", said Vlad, turning towards the cockpit, as another body was dragged out.
"Ladies and gentlemen,", vocalizes Vlad in a loud commanding voice. "We seem to be running out of plane staff. While we can fly this plane home, I can't guarentee you will if this charade keeps up. So far, you passengers have been lucky. Next time, you will have pushed my patience over the edge, and more than just one will die." He lights another cigarette, heading back to a kitchen area.
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Elyk hears the news over the radio he picked up from the Russian. "Aw...freak...they are going to kill another crew member....I wonder what other weapons they are carrying down there....also I wonder how they got past the airport security with those..."
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Aaron jolted to a sitting position and snarled thunderously, surprising Streak. "Where are they?!" She demanded, jumping to her feet and pounding after the Russian with a physcotic look in her smoldering green eyes before Streka could even blink or grab her. "I'M NOT GOING TO DIE JUST BECAUSE YOU WANT ALL OF THE WORLD TO BOW TO RUSSIA YOU PEICE OF MANUFACTURED ****! YOU'RE NOT KEEPING ME HER UNTIL YOUR STUPID, SICK FANTASIES ARE PLAYED OUT!! **** YOU!!" She roared, pulling out the bottle of acid and spraying it repeatedly in his face.
She leaped back and crouched like a cat, waiting to spring and claw at him with her hard as diamond nails. Her eyes changed a bright red with bloodlust as puddles of drool dripped from her mouth. She licked her lips, savoring the imagined flavor of terrorist flesh in her mouth. Streka realized what she was going to do and he sprinted after her. Catching her around the waist, her hauled her back; hissing angrily at her.
She ignored him and burst free of his grasp. Screeching at the top of her lungs, she leaped onto Vlad and dug the pocketknife into his cheek, licking the blood off. She went crazy after that and yelped when Streka grabbed her leg and yanked her off.
"I apologise sir, she's a little upset. She's being taken back to her family because she hasn't seen them in ten years. Please forgive her for assaulting you. She doesn't know any better." He dug his claws into her back, put her in a restaining hold and hauled her back to her chair. Strapping her in, he glared at her before removing all her weapons.
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Elyk watches as Aaron went nuts. " Ok we are pretty much doomed...we have to do something now...."
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i shot up as i heard someone yelled, "..what tha deuce?..." (...i luv stewieh^W^..)
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Elyk began wondering what to do...." Tie him up.... and then place him in the back...we will interrogate him...this time we will not threaten him with a weapon like the other...."
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i looked around,searching for where the sound the sound was coming.After a few minutes feeling around on th ewall i came upon a door knob.I twisted the knob quietly and slowly
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Vlad growled loudly, as the acid burned his face, he quickly grasped a bottle of water and poured it onto his face. He reaches up to his cheek, feeling the wound. He shakes his head, turning to the apologetic one. He shakes his head angerly, grabbing his radio.
"Phoenix team, commence contingincy. Deadly force is fully authorized. Execute the pilot, Nastasha, take the stick."
He quickly grabs a passenger, her shrill, meer-cat screams echoing through the plane.
He looks to the female who attacked her, and the other, half his face blistered and bleeding. He quickly draws his Glock, forcing it into the new victims temple. "You were warned...." He fires a round, dropping her and tosses aside her body, blood on several passengers.
"You can't stop us." He grabs his radio.
"Cleric, report to the cabin. Medical Attention needed."
He awaits the reply, getting annoyed when no one comes. That's when he grew suspicious
"Cleric, this is Raven, report confimation code."
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She escaped his grasp again and hissed angrily, crouching like an asp. "You ****ing Russians are all the ****ing same. You push us around and then **** on us when the opprotunity arrives. Well, you can kiss my human *** cause I'm not ****ing with you. I intend to live so get the **** off my plane befre I escort your sorry escuse for a Russian Terrorist *** off myself. With much pleaseure, by all means. ***hole." She growled, spitting at him vehemently. "And you!" She sneered, stabbing Streak with the screwdriver, "Stay the **** away from me or suffer the consequences. You ****ing peice of ****."
He rolled his eyes and sat down, ignoring her rants. "Yes, milady."
"****ing ****head Russian *******s. Can't deal with someone else taking over, oh no! They have to come in and 'purify' everybody. You're just as bad as Hitler. ****ing no-good, dirty, mangy, lying, cheating, ***hole mother *****. I'd kill you if I didn't need your lucky *** to get off this godforsaken peice of junk you call an airplane. God I hate heights.." She snarled, making her way to the bathroom and persueing the notion to tear it up; making enough noise to hurt anybody's ears.
"And again you ruin everything, Aaron..." Streak muttered, rolling his eyes and settling down for a long, boring descent.
"And you can kill as many ugly fuzzballs and scalies you want honey, I don't give a rat's flying ***." She ranted, banging a bunch of silver together angrily.
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trys not to laugh, after heaing that announcementshe new there must be more down below.so dropping back down the secet hole,fumble around with the suitcases hoping no onecould here her.
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"This is cleric reporting in. Unfortunatly I cannot help you anymore...." Elyk then ran up from behind and hit the russian with serving cart and smashed it into his back.
"Quick! Get his gun! Watch for the others!"
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grabs a gun from the floor and points upwards were a russian was making his way into the room, placing herself in a painfull hanging postion takes aim and shots im down, "well that wasn`t that bad"
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She sneered at herself in the mirror and punched it in a rage. The glass broke and her hand got bits of glass in it. "Awe, conme on!!" Aaron snarls, picking most of the shards up and stuffing them in her pockets.
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looks nervously on, wondering how hard it would be to tackle the other russians onboard, and be able to tackle off the gun. If only she was able to bring her own pistol and it hadnt been confiscated at the front desk of the airport, they would all have more protection. One of the russian men eyed her suspiciously, but went back to their job of guard, whilst she peered around for the holster where the gun was being held.
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"that was it i had had enough of theese threats"she growled, she reached down for the sniper she had and pointed it up onto the landing, she had to do this fast because her arms were raw and bleeding,. she quickly shot the remaining gaurds and before any one else saw her she jumped down into the luggage hold, she ran over to were the hatch for the cockpitwas and slowlyopened it upwards looking inside, she colud see the co-pilot with a weasel fast approaching him. uh oh she thought,"right, thats it you aint getting any one else, you mole rat"with that she aimed the sniper and with the last bullet shot him behind the head, he dropped like a pillow,"yay" she squeeked, she then jumped upthrough the hatch, ran over to the door and locked it, after shed checked everything she ran over to the captin to make sure he was ok.
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Aaron snarled in rage and slid to the floor, crying as the realization of what she'd started dawned on her. She let the glass rain down on her as she reached up and weakly pounded on the cheap plastic to the sink. It rained down too, cutting her face. She curled into a litle ball and rocked herself calm. Still sobbing, she got to her knees and surveyed the damage she'd done.
"Much worse will come before we are allowed to leave this Damned plane. I swear, we're going to hell to suffer." She shoked out, closing her eyes as she blacked out.
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"Get a hold of yourselves! We have to handle the situation rationally. There are men with guns on board, we have a two guns...we have to be organized!" Elyk ordered.
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i calmed myself down and entered the door to where the others where, "....uuhh..hai?..."
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Streak looked around bewildered and ran to the restroom. "Aaron?" He called softly, knocking on the door.
{cripes...gtg. i'll edit it later..}
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i looked around,noticing the girl knocked out on the floor,and spazzed out a bit.Then regained my control and ran over to the girls side, "...you awake?.."
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she could her some muttering coming from the other side of the door"at lest i have brought them some time" the gaurds were still unconcious on the ground but she new they were probably wearing a bullet proof vest, why had she been so stupid. she walked around to the captian and asked if she couls send a message to the air police, and ask for some help. he obliged and she immeadiletly set to work with the transmitter
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Aaron woke with a scream and lashed out, cutting her already bloodied fist on the glass shards around her. She snarled and slammed her head against the door by accident, knocking herself out. Streak heard the noise and warmed the handle up enough to pop it off. Pushing it open, he leaned down to scoop Aaron up then headed downstairs as she lay motionless in his arms.
"Umm...We've got a problem.." He mumbled, tapping Eylk on the shoulder. "She's out cold and the only way to wake her is with my little bit of fire. Should I?"
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"Go ahead...don't kill her though...but by the looks of it she already tried."
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the cavalry were on there way, now all we had to do was turn this heap around, that shouldn`t be too hard now should it
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" I don't know...the Russians still might have something..."
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"waaaaaaaaah"shries in fright. "didnt know you were so close. frowns and then says"well, could you make sure you got me covered while i turn this tin can around"
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Streak nodded, setting her down to engulf her in flames. Her body lit up but she seemed unharmed.
"Now, where did I pu-- there it is!" He flicked his tail triumphantly and started mumbling under his breath. The fire turned purple, red, blue then flared black. Aaron's body glowed turquiose as he continued to mutter.
"Water, Earth, Air and Fire, take this being ever higher!" He commanded, blowing a bit more fire on her then sat back; watching eagerly.
Aaron shuddered and sat up. Her head throbbed but she ignored that. Her body looked like it was on fire and she wasn't hurt. She looked puzzled and glanced around. The wounds she'd inflicted from slamming into the glass were gone, as were the feelings of hopelessness and being worthless to all. She sighed and stood up; the fire didn't waver. She looked at Streak and pounced, hugging him tightly.
"Thank you so much!" She cried, kissing his cheek happily. "How long does this last and does it hurt anyone else?" She inquired, curiosity shoving an idea in her head.
"If you wish it to, yes." He shrugged and stood back, unsure what she was going to do with it.
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she grabbed hold of the controls and put all her wait on it to turn it away, in the distance she could see a building with a mass space of space looming up in the distance, that must be the fuel point she thought
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She looked at Eylk then noticed something big and dark looming out the window and growing bigger. "Uh guys, I think we're in trouble..." She pointed out the window as something made the plane jolt. She fell on her rump. Jumping up with a yelp, she rubbed it with a sour exprssion on her face. "Now that I have succeeded in falling down more times than anyone else, shall we go see what'sd up with the pilots?"
Streak chuckled at her littleepisode and glanced out the window. The fueler was indeed getting closer. "I see we do have a minor problem. My question is where did all the Russians go?"
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"don't know but we could always try to steer the plane away"
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"Yea, I have some inkling someone's already trying to. And that's why we're being thrown around." She muttered, casually walzing up to the speakers. "Attention ladies and gentlemen. We are in the process of turning the plane around. So I'd suggest you put your belts on and hold on. This could get bumpy. If you have already, kudos for you. That is all."
Streak chuckled louder and walked to the cockpit.
{Why do they call it a cockpit anyway?}
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name: furrie1
speices:fox
number of tails: 2
gender: male
age:14
other intresting points: even though hes only 14 furries has had over a months woth of AEF (air experience flying) courses in the ATC
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at the sound of this anouncement furrie rememered his training in the air cadets and quickly rushed to the cabin "let me fly the plane" he said urgently "im trained in this sort of stuff"
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Aaron scowled at him for a second then moved out of the way. "If we crash..." She threatened half-heartedly. Her eyes narrowed as she surveyed the damage these stupid Russian ****s caused and grumbled, disgusted.
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"ahh dont worrie we won't crash" furrie said as calm as a rock "ive flown thousansds of times in G.R.O.B tutors" (the tutor is the standard ATC training aircraft its small and carries 2 people) "i may only be 14 but i know a plane inside out" suddenly furrie turned to the controls "uh-oh furrie said panicked "i looks like the russians severed the main fuel line we can go on auxilary fuel for around 30 minuets but the nearest airport or base is RAF martilsham and thats 35 minuets away in short we need to repair the fuel line" as he switched the fuel around plane the shuddered violently.
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oh by the way look in the camoflaged suicase in the luggage hold thers an AK-47 for when he guards wake up
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"actually ive got the ak-47s here have one if you must"
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Aaron looked puzzled then shrugged, "Whatever. Just land this piece of junk so we cann all go home safely." I swear I'm never going on a plabne ever again. She promised herself, shuddering.
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"ok im trying, um we have a problem the stupid steering wont work, damn pull up pull up"
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She looked over the controls and casually flipped two switches. "Try again. I think that's the right ones. My older brother used to teach me the controls to a hunk of junk as big as this and bigger. All the controls are the same anyway."
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"aahhhhhhh not that one, uh-oh, its gone into over manual, its too much for this little heap if junk, quick get out of here while you can" she shouted over the whine of the plane, the left engine had just exploded sending the plane into a tail spin. everything was shaking and turning round and round in a spiral.
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"Aw, ****. Let me see...Oh, I meant to flip this one." She called, pushing another button. The plane lveled out and began a slow desent. "Whew.." She sighed, glad she could correct it before the whole thing crashed. "It's in auto now We should be fine until we land. THe nwe have to worry about finding help...Who boy..."
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"um...sorry to burst you bubble but..... the right engines just about to blow, people and furs are gunna get hurt, we need to move this plane towards a deep lake or something then get our furry buts outta here"
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"Then...Use the stupid aim dial and calcculate our altitude. Afterwards, use both to swing the plane fifty degrees to the west. There's a lake less than a yard from us."
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"look, i know how to fly this tin can....and that fuel tank will blow very quickly so couls you warn everyone behind" starts flicking the dial " you know your not that bad at flying thanks for all the help....i hope all the guards are unconcious" and then a bullet whizzed past her ear just missing by an inch.
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"woah jesus DUCK!!!" hides behind chair
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"oh sure your very civilised, oh **** were gunna crash that tree way to close"frowns" and i never got to eat a flumpy"
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pull up slightly and turn to land in that clearing to the left oh and heres a flumpy for if we make it
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"flumpy, thanks"hides it in her t-shirt and ducks as there is more shots"were gunna crash wah"
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"we wont crash just let me fly and someone take him out!!! i want the sky to kill me not the ground"
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Aaron growled an affirmative and pounced the shooter, wrestling the gun from his hands. "Listen you," She snarled, the flames around her body turning a blinding white; "I'm sick of how you treat people, lest furries and scalies. I'm not having it and I'll send you back wher you came from, ***hole." She sneered, palcing a hnd over his mouth so his screams of agony were quieter.
She looked back at Maximum and nodded. "He's taken care of. I'll warn the others." Whoever's still alive to warn. She thought glumly.
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i look back and thought to my self jesus take a chill pill then i remembered he fuel line "umm aaron less fire plz were leaking av gas here"
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She blushed and look at Streak. "How do I get rid of it?" She looked back at weedon apologetically.
He smiled and muttered under his breath for a second or two. The flames went out with a quiet murmur. "There. Now go warn the others."
She nodded and scampered down the aisle, keeping her arms above the seats.
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"thanks streak now we may need to crash land so get every one to fasten thier seat belts"
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He nodded, picking up the mic. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to land rather roughly on the ground some miles below us. Please stay calm and fasten your seatbelts. Failure to do so will result in death. Thank you." His pleasant voice seemed to calm most of the passengers as Aaron buckled in the smaller furs and humans.
"It'll be alright. We'll land safely and you can go home nice and warm, ok? Just hold on for me." She assured them with a fake smile. Her heart kept whispering that it was wrong to promise them something that wasn't going to happen. She returned to the cockpit and nodded to Streak, sobering up quickly. "How are we doing so far as oxygen levels, wind speed and altitude?"
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we dont need oxygen at this alttitude and well lets just say were going slow with a steady alttitude decrease but dont touch anything
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She nodded, he sounded a lot like her brother before he'd disappeared on a flight over the Bermuda Triangle. She sighed, she wouldn't care if he was or wasn't. All that mattered was that someone other than her and the fox fur knew how to fly a plane. She sat in the dip beside the door and closed her eyes to think properly.
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ok switching of engines... now. ok were now a massive glider
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"hay that massive lake looks kike a great lace to land, Can everyfur swim or are we gunna need to group up...actually grouping up would be good, it would mean a lot less cassualties and more people to help, better alive than dead i guess." smile and waits for an answer
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"we'll be safer on the land in front!"he felt aaron feeling sad =s "aaron i was in that crash with your bother"
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She perked up then sinked furthe into depression. "I guess he's dead since he never came back home. I wish he would have called me that morning butwe lost each other's company a year ago... And I only found out about the crash through the news...It broke me up to hear he'd suffered a crash in the most peaceful part of the world. And it really ticked me off that none of the survivors bothered to call." She hissed, anger flashing in her eyes before she reared it in.
"I just hope he's watching over me and he knows I still love him, even though he's a furry. That's part of why I hate them so much. I lost him in the air, not anywhere esle but in the air above my favorite flying spot. And most of the passengers were furs." She noted that all or most of the persons gathered in the cockpit were furs. "No offence to anybody."
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well hes not dead hes surviving on an island the only reason hes still there is because of storms
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She cocked her head at him. "What? What Island? I'll go to him as soon as I finda good plane." She growled, a glimmer of hope appearing in her normally dull green eyes.
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"well what a cowinkidinc if this is the island, it certainly looks famaliar....lets just hope we all survive first"
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"Yea, seeing as we all decided to take action rather than sit around and let the Russians fulfill their little mission. I'll go do something about the bodies." She replied w/ a smirk. Dragging the leader along, she pulled the others and dropped them next to the parachute door. "I'll empty you guys in a minute. Stay right there." She crooned cheerily, smiling maniacally.
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"oh god, who let her aboard"she said with a sly smile"well at least there going out with style....if you call it that" trying to lighten the mood, looking to see if luke was smiling
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we have a rescue team standing by once we land we'll go get him
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"get whom sorry" she coced her head slightly to the side
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aarons brother hes in the bemuda triangle
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"oooooooooooooh yeah but first, lets try not to get any injuries, look i saww someone earlier and they had achunk of metal wedged into their arm, so buckle up i guess"
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ok ok im a trained medic so i can deal with minor injuries
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((..imma try to catch up....somewhere.... =s ))
i turned around and saw sis pulling bodies out of the plane,"..so how many bodies you think were actually ON the plane huh?...."while i said that i began to search the pockets of some of the deciest passengers in search of money,weapons,or cell phones to give and keep in touch with everyfur
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((what weve crashed already)) looks around to see if anyone was sofar hurt
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((..i kno..im searching pockets of dead passengers...))
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(jumps out of plane with back on fire and rolls around on grass) "AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh. that hurt" runs to plane "get everone out ill get the radio!"
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Aaron threw them into the water after pocketing some wallets, phones and other stuff. "Hey, look! This one's got a knife and a bag of something." She smirked and dumped them into the water, jumping nimbly onto the ground in front of Luke and hugs him tightly. "Thanks." she murmured, burrying her face into his neck fur.
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"no problem now if youd excuse me i have a rescue party to contact" as furrie reached for the headset it fizzed out and the control box exploded, a peice of shrapnel went through his ear he yelped in pain while falling to the floor cluchting his wonded ear
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She let go of him and screamed, jumping when the control box exploded. "Jeez, scare the **** out of me, why don't ya?" She gasped, waiting until her heartbeat went back to normal before slowly walking over to see if he was ok. "What happened? Did something hit your ear?" She tried to pry his hand loose. "Here, let me see..."
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"..can SOMEONE hewp meh drag these bodies?...."i yelped,struggling while pulling a dead man by the feet into the ocean.I stopped,the air escaping my lungs faster than usual,"..has anyone seen an inhaler around here?.."
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"ok just dont touch it it ****ing hurts like mad."he moved his hand away from revealing a burnt hole through his ear. "definatly worse than being shot in the foot."
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"suit yourself, ive got most of the ship im my ankle"crawls over to luke"hmmm, like your ear, but thats abit too messy to but an earring in y9ou know"
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She whistled lowe in her throat, "I'm surprised you didn't lose part of your head. That was a big explosion just now. Let me go see if we've got any burn ointment, ok?" She looked around and whistled again.
Streak climbed out of the water, shaking himself dry. He walked over to Aaron and raised a brow. "What's up?" He asked, smirking.
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:umm:"streak ive got a hole in my ear what do you think" he said with a sarcastic look on his face
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He took a glance at it and tossed him a bottle of burn ointment. "Come see me when you're done. I've got some things to ransack from the plane. Where's that rescue party?"
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"yeah about that..." he said putting the ointment on his ear "without the radio we are cut off from the world so we are stuck here and forced to survive on our own" he waited to be attacked ready to run at the slighted twitch
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Her arm spazzed as she clenched it to keep from throttling him. "You..give me...hope..then you...tear it...away? I...ought to...murder you..." She snarled, struggling to breath as anger flashed across her face.
He wrapped a reassuring arm around her waist and held her back, firmly planting a leg in front of her. "Not a good idea, dear. He'll take off then we'll never find him to throttle him later, alright?"
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"and besides im probably the only trained survivor here"he said calmly "saying that i oughta take charge"
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She sneered at him and growled like an animal. "Do whatever you want, all I want is to find my brother so I'll come back later. Streak," She turned her head slightly; "Let me go so I can leave. I need to go cool off."
He gave her an unamused look. "I doubt you'd keep aay from him..but fine, don't make me regret it." He let go and moved his leg, leaning back to kep out of her way.
She snorted and stormed off, circling back behnid them and slipping into the water. You doubt I'll let him go, ha! I'll let him go alright, right into the sharks. She thought, sneering as she swam faster to the other side of the body of water.
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:twitch:"any way weve gotta get these things shelter,food and warmth in that order so gimme a second" furrie dissapeared into the burning plane and extinguished the fires he emereged with a soot covered rifle "shelter is the plane and ill now find some food and resorses streak come with me the rest of you make a workbench out of the driftwood around here"
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Reaching the other side, she popped up; cautiously looking around before crawling onto the sand tiredly. What a lot of swimming...Too bad Streak's all the way on thwe other side... she sgihed and shook her clothes out, slipping them back on to explore.
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(red is thnking) maybe i can get aaron over here without her killing me i know... "cmon streak lets bag us some deer
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He nodded, shaking his head to break the stare at where Aaron'd been. "I think she's a little ticked, wouldn't you say?" He chuckled and looked around. "Where would we catch said deer?"
She sighed heavily, catching a spark at the corner of her eye.
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"just look" he sighed "we need aaron back with the main group or she might not make it so i have a plan"
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"What kind of plan?" He asked, weary of furrie already.
She walked a little closer and growled. There was a knife laying in the sand. Her eyes darted around and she jumped sideways into the lake. ****!! That was too close, Aaron. Get back to them before-- She thought, coming up and screaming as something grabbed her leg and pulled her down again. "HELP!!" She screamed, clawing at the hand. "STREAK!! SOMEBODY GET THIS THING OFF!!" She yelled, trying desperately to stay above water and fight the thing off.
He heard her faintly and turned to luke quizzically. "What do we do then? Something has to have grabbed her. Nothing would make her scream that much...I should know..."
"Aaron! Hush." The voice came from beside her. She turned and her mouth slammed shut.
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"lets go help her forget the deer a lifes more important"
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:umm:"oh fine just ignore me, i dont mind ill just lay here with s plane sticking out my leg"
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furrie looked at the wounded passengers "shes got a point streak go save aaron heres the gun now hurry"
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He nodded and raced to the water's edge, jumping in clumsily. His tail swished as he shot off towards her, sliding his hand onto her other leg. Popping up next to her, he notices a furry on the opposite side. "Aaron, come to me. It's Streak. I'm right here." He whispered, pulling gently on her arm.
Aaron gasped again. "Where--? How did you get here??" She asked, confusion flitting across her face. The furry resembled her brother a lot and she couldn't grasp the concept that he might've come looking for her. "Who are you?"
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"..no enhaler?......"i asked,thinking someone answered and searching on the ground for one
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looks over to kid"ive got one hear if you, but your gunna have to come here my ankle still hurts" she fumbled in her bag
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furrie clambered into the plane and (after alot of clattering and swearing) found a first aid kit and a sniper scope he looked over to the island aaron was on and saw three figueres "it cant be!"he zoomed in using the scope "it is! its...!"
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"JAKE!!" Aaron squealed, hugging the furry tightly. "How'd you get here? Nevvermind that, how'd you suvive?"
Streak was confused as he let her go.
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throws the inhaler towards kid" right im gunna try and get up..dont come within a mile or ill some how hit you" she smiled warily getting up
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She slid out of her robe, exposing a tight tee and some short shorts. The robe clung to her legs with a sick plopping noise.
Streak couldn't see what she was so happy about. This guy looked like some kind of rapist. "You sure this is familliar to you?"
The furry hugged her back twice as hard, running its fingers through her hair soothingly as he began to cry. "Oh, my Aaron..My sweet little AAron.." He murmured, smiling through his tears.
"Jakie! I missed you so much, brother." Her eyes brimmed with tears and she burried her face into his neck fur. "Don't you EVER scare me so bad again..I thought you were dead.." She shuddered.
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wobbles arouns abit but manages to stand then gets to work with removing the chunk of metal"i might need some help" she grumbled
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Streak nodded, swimming back to Luke. "She keeps calling him Jake. I gather he's her older brother?" He called, sliding out of the water to drip all over the sand. "Brr..." He shook himself out and stood beside Luke, watching Aaron and the furry. He caught sight of Max and rushed over. "Here, let me get that." He murmured, pulling on the metal chunk gently. "Let me know if this hurts."
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" ((Insert swear word of your choice here!)) owww, mary mother of jesues...that hurt" she said through her teeth than looked away from the blood
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He finished removing it then wrapped his shirt around the wound to help keep her from bleeding so much. "There, are you feeling better now?" He smiled at her.
Aaron laughed softly at her fuzzy brother and nuzzled him. "I missed you, ya big galute." She murmured, snuggling up to him.
The furry chuckled and pulled her close, purring softly.
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"ahh well it`ll have to do, thanks though, is it me or is it warm here" she added thoughtfully
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"It is a bit warm." He glanced across the lake, thoughts swirling lazily around in his head.
"Where did you go after you landed in Burmangle?" She looked dizzy, but she kept her head straight and her eyes on her brother; as if the thought that he would disappear if she looked away ran around her mind.
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"well how are we to get out of here than"she asked almost to herself and then started to draw a picture with her twig
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"I don't know...I think we'll need to fix the plane before we do anything and get Aaron back." He sighed, food and shelter were first, then Aaron. She seemed safe anyway.
"Oh....So you're alive? That's great." She hugged him fiercely. "I didn't think you'd come back, to tell you the truth."
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she winced as she felt a sudden rush of nausea scale over her. she hoped she wsnt catching a fever.she crawled under a tree and tried desperatly to feel better.
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when the shock of seeing jake again began to fade furrie muttered somthing quietly at first then with increasing assurance "hes not dead... HE'S NOT DEAD!!!" furrie started jumping around then fell on the floor half laughing half crying in pain "do you know what this means!" he shouted happily to streak
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she moaned and leaned against the tree, hoping to quiten her nerves but it only grew worse
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Streak looked at furrie as if he'd gone insane. "What odes it mean?"
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"it means we are not gonna die"furrie said as he got up "if he can survive surely we can"
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"And do you know how long he's been here?" He asked, still contemplating on luke being completely off his rocker.
She giggled, poking her brother playfully. "Well, I've got a firend for you to meet, if you're up to it." She teased, getting up.
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"5 years thats how long and was almost here too"
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He nodded, smiling. "Sounds like it coulda been a lot of fun."
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"belive me it wasnt"
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falls asleep
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"cmon lets head over to the old dog"furrie started running to the lake
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"yeah lets get drunk..."she smiled andgot up and raced luke there...
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:umm: "how will getting drunk help?"
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"exactly....heh2
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"fair enough" he giggled
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Streak sighed, laughing at their antics as Aaron and her brother stood up to watch them come across.
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as luke swam over he started thinking about random stuff like did i feed the cat , oh **** i left the cooker on and god this is tiring as he came ashore he chuckled and said "well well look who it is"
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Aaron's brother chuckled, grabbing luke in a bear hug. "Long time no see my friend. Have you been taking care of my lovely sister while I was gone?"
At the mention of her name, Aaron swung her head around and shuffled her feet. "Uhm... Jake, we just met."
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"yea some ruskies* hyjacked our plane the best i could do was emergency land over there" he pointed to what was left of the airline "apart from that everythings been fine"
*ruskie means russian ******* for short
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"exsactly...wait did i already say that..."
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"Jake, can we talk real quick?" Aaron asked, blushing. When he walked with her away from the group, she told him what was going on and explained their situation. He seemed fine with being stuck for a little longer while Aaron also explained that she would swim back across to find a radio and rewire it. She nodded in acknowledgment at his inquiries and murmured something about telling him later.
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"we'd better go back before all goes F.U.B.A.R"
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"now im confuzzled...what does that mean?" she asked while hoping on the spot looking acroos the ocean
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Aaron ran past luke, dragging him along with her and threw him into the water, giggling gleefully. "C'mon! Loosen up!"
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"heh heh ok aaron" luke said happily
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She splashed him and ducked under, grabbing his legs. Her brother just watched, shaking his head in amusement.
Streak was laughing so hard, he thought he'd need stitches to keep himself together. "She's quite the flirt, isn't she?" She managed, still laughing.
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luke looked around trying to find aaron he saw a shadow heading towards him he looked towards streak just before he was pulled under
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Grinning, she pushed him down further and sped to the surface.
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as luke was pushed down he saw a glint of gold he swam down it and found a chest he headed to the surface to share the news
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she watched happily as they played around in the water. wondering how they were going to be able to get out of this one
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Aaron popped up a few feet from where she'd gone under and chuckled, watching Luke through the water. She cocked her head when he dived deeper, a little worried he wouldn't come back in time. "What is he doing?" She asked, shaking her head.
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I found an inhaler and breathed in from it,letting out a deep sigh.I then turned to maxi,".....So waddya think's gunna happen from here?.."
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she stopped and looed over at him, smiling lightly "well....i guess were gunna get off of here...and i have an inhaler here...you dont know where thats been" she added gently while looking at the inhaler. then dropped her gaze, drawing her legs to her self "at least i hope so "
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luke smiled to himself slyly and then went limp and floated there in the water making it look like had drowned
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((oh thats nice XD))
she smiled grimly then noticed luke her mouth went :O and she stumbled over to the waters edge throwing a piece of chair at him randomly
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luke rolled over in the water as if naturally and as he looked up he saw a chair float past his head :twitch:
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Aaron growled and threw a coconut at him. "LUCAS!!!"
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luke slowly let himself float to the bottom of the lake and then layed there and relaxed thinking im not worried i can hold my breath for hours
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"#$^%& %^(&* %#%*" She swore, throwing another coconut into the water. "LUCAS YOU $#%^&@*!!!!"
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luke was on the brink of laughing but controlled himself because he knew if he did he'd really drown im not going up there soon he though to himself
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Grumbling something under her breath about males, she turned and trotted off into the woods, claws clicking on the broken pieces of glass she occasionally caught. Aaron could feel the temperature dropping slowly as night started to descend.
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luke shivered and thought ok the waters cold now he quickly grabbed the chest and swam to the surface
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Her fingers clenched, she slammed her fist into a tree, listening to the night life slowly begin their song. Her arms were scratched up from the branches and brambles she encountered, running through the woods with no care for any other like she did near every dusk. Slamming her fist into the tree again, she shivered, the cold air mixed with her crimson anger.
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Streak was concerned for Aaron, her behavior was different than it had been when they first arrived. He didn't know her that well, but he felt sure she wouldn't act this way. He turned to her brother, forming a question carefully to keep from offending him.
"Hey, why does she act like that, so strange then normal?"
Aaron's brother shrugged. "I'm not sure. She's been that way since I've seen her..."
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"hey guys look what i found" he shouted so that they would hear him as he hoisted the chest out of the water
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she tottered over to broken...wondering if she was ok.smiling she tapped her on the shoulder gently
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I walked behind maxi,holding onto her pants leg and peering around her at broken,"..You okay?"
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"dammit its empty"luke said slamming the lid truth was it wasnt empty but brimming with gold but he was greedy so he just dragged the chest back to the plane
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she grinned cheesily...hoping she really was ok "hewo?...wondering what to do she looked down at her new friend "hay! know were any food ish?" she twitched her ear gently, while listening out for broken
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As she was touched, Aaron whirled around, tears streaming down her face. "Yea, I'm fine.." She murmured, eyes downcast. Her hair was flattened to her scalp, dead-like. She looked at Jojo, faking a smile and wiping her tears away. "Of course! Let's go find some food, and kill Lucas." She growled, throat raw from cursing a blue streak a mile wide.
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luke stashed the chest in the cargo hold and got out a sniper he then went into the forest wearing a back pack to hunt for food he leapt up into a tree near a grassy clearing and waited
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"oh no...whats wrong" she asked, while hugging broken gently"whats did luke do" she sked, her ears flattening slightly
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as luke watched the clearing a deer wandered into his vision and started grazing "ah dinners here" he said quietly as he aimed at the deers neck he shot peircing the deers neck as it fell to the floor luke then jumped out of the tree slit its throat and started cutting the usable meat and bone off of the carcass
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"Nothing. I'm fine!" She replied with faked cherriness. "Luke just scared me is all. I'm fine, really."
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luke brought the meat and bones to the planes put the meat in the cooler and fashioned a spear out of the bones and went fishing with the spear
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Fueling her anger was a deep hatred of anything she didn't understand. Aaron could almost touch the heat searing her skin. It felt good, but wrong in a sense. She could feel her eyes water and she blinked back the angry tears struggling to burst out. Her fingers balled into a fist and she slowly calmed herself, unclenching her hand after a few seconds of fighting herself. The feeling went away for now, replaced by a sense of purpose.
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she watched carefully, hoping she was ok and when she felt courage enough she asked the main question. "hey...whats wrong, is it your brother...may i ask" she added just to be polite