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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:35 pm
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Aulus shrugged to Faleen, aiming to keep his voice and body language actually neutral now rather than the aggressive neutral he'd aimed at Tama. Disagree but do not argue, there was a very important differenceand he damn well wasn't going to let anyone think he had forgotten that. "Just an example, extreme I'll give you but regardless; as Tam says it's big in there," huge, "and if we're to get around it in good time we might very well have to split up. We might as well talk about potentials out here by the safety of our craft rather than in there."
In there.
In there!
They already knew the basics of how they'd break down anyway; Faleen, Hayes, and Tam apart and the rest of the grouping up to the techies in some way that made sense; probably Lex with Tam for a start.... Tama with them too? Then Kailee with Faleen - she'd just showed she was prepared to handle the girl as needed - and him with Hayes... now what a surprise he had come to that conclusion! He couldn't help being biased. He couldn't help wanting to make up for last time. He just-
He wanted it to be over, and successful, and to all be okay with nobody hurt especially not Alex or Tam. He wanted to be home, now, not looking at that great hulking nightmarish cell.
Feeling he'd said enough for now Aulus glanced to Claire, waiting for her call on the matter as the senior field agent present. For now at least he wasn't really paying attention to what Kailee was up to; he had far too many other things on his mind, and trying to prey on it too.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:38 pm
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While the team talked amongst themselves, Claire loosed her Arcanine and gestured towards the jet with a firm "guard", to which the large fire-type acknowledged the order with a gruff noise. "All right then," Claire interrupted any conversations still going on, adjusting her coat a little before motioning meaningfully towards the ship, "let's go. You can figure out how to split up when you need to, if you need to, once inside." With that said, she gestured to the group to move out, and started heading towards the ship herself.
As the group drew nearer to the gaping entrance to the Galactic airship, they would hear nor see any movement from within. All was still and silent, with the only hints of anything inside being the large, shadowy forms that looked, as the team reached the bottom of the ramp, like aircrafts. Claire held up her hand there to signal the group to stop, and she pulled two pokeballs from her belt to let out a Pikachu and a Typhlosion, then clipped the balls back to her belt and waited for the rest of the assembled team to do the same, if they hadn't already done so.
Once satisfied with the number of pokemon out, and the preparedness of the group, she silently gestured them onward as she turned, first testing the ramp to make sure it wasn't coated in ice or would be too slippery to traverse - it wasn't either of those things - before quickly making her way up it with her pokemon at her side, ready to defend or attack if necessary.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:42 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:44 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:46 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:49 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:51 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:54 pm
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And that was it. Time to go.
Stepping to the door of the jet, Hayes looked doubtfully down at the Wigglytuff-shaped hole in the snow. His Umbreon crept up beside him, nose low. "Brrr-" "Don't jump." "-ee." The elite exited - and promptly sank into snow up to his thighs. Welp. He recalled his Pokemon for now and waded toward the Galactic ship. It was slow going, like one of those dreams where you were trying to run but could barely move, just in reverse. He stuck to the middle of the group, grouping with Kurt out of habit.
The ramp, though perfectly solid, felt precarious under his feet, his body strangely light after that trekking through deep snow. He hadn't done that in some time, that'd be why his heart was going a bit. Releasing Binary and, thinking better of the Pikachu's ability to sense electricity, Switch, he exhaled slowly once inside, his breath ghosting out in the cold air as his gaze traveled over the sleeping ships in the hangar.
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 4:59 pm
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The sight that met their eyes when they reached the interior of the vehicle bay was, either fortunately or unfortunately depending on the person, almost completely empty and devoid of any life that was immediately visible. A portion of the floor near the entrance was, like the ramp, covered in a light layer of snow that lessened the further inside it extended. A few different footprints could be seen there, both entering and departing, but none of them looked fresh and none could be seen on the ramp or around the exterior of the ship, likely due to recent flurries or snowstorms. None of the lights in the cavernous room were lit, and the further back one looked, the darker the area was and the harder it would be to see. While it looked as though the bay could have easily fit a number of various sized aircrafts, only three remained - two nondescript, small black jets, and one slightly larger aircraft that vaguely resembled a Wingull, which may or may not have looked familiar to some of those on the mission team.
All three crafts, either due to the impact or the now-slanted floor on which they stood, had tipped over to one side, and their exteriors each looked damaged to varying degrees. A quick scan of the room, especially if one used a flashlight to see the darkest corners of the bay, would reveal no one, Galactic or otherwise, hiding or lying in wait for intruders. It would reveal, however, a single large doorway, a shutter pulled halfway down over it in lieu of a door.
Once assured that they were alone, Claire visibly relaxed and turned to the group, gesturing at the spacious room and speaking in low tones, "Let's begin our search here. Everyone, spread out and see what we can find. I'll help here, but I won't go further into the ship."
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Posted: Fri Jun 27, 2014 5:07 pm
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[Room A, exploring behind the Wingull jet!]
He had his staff in his hand.
He wasn't sure when he'd taken it off his belt but apparently he had, though he hadn't gone so far as to extend it luckily. Right then. Right. They were- they had been here, he'd been in here before, in this hanger with all the skin burned off his back by that damned moth. It had been here right? Must have been here.
Aulus took a breath in and out and looked around properly. "Alright, let's see what we have," he muttered. "Tortie, Char, Lex, come with me." Without a pause Aulus prowled off around the large novelty shaped jet, just in case there was anything lurking behind it.
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