Mecha Main Street ~The RP~

[Hiddochi wolf]

Ami took a quick scan over Will once more, trying to determine the primary source of his blood loss. She had already torn off and tied strips of his long coat to many of the cuts, hoping to stop it. She took a minute to finish up, then glanced up to Merit with curiosity. The android started to respond to him in her native language, but stopped mid-sentence as she realized he wouldn't understand. Ami listened to the murmurs of the crowd for a short time, looking up the words they spoke in her internal database. She was able to identify it as English, and switched her own primary language to match.

"No. They won't be able to help him." Her voice was soft and childlike in tone, not in the least robotic. She sounded human.

The android looked back down to her creator, and resumed trying to patch up his wounds. Her hand hesitated on a portion of his back, where his wings lay hidden pressed tight against his spine. She briefly glanced back to Merit and explained, "He's not the same. Not like you, nor I."  

[Sohisohi]

((v.v sadness, I had so many Doctor Don't jokes.))

Merit replied, "Are hospitals have dealt will many different spices with a wide range of medical treatments." It didn't seem to help change her mind so he added, "The hospitals are over priced anyway. It is much easier to hack off a limb and replace it with clockwork parts." Merit said jokingly trying to humor her. He started to feel bad. It kind of sounded like he was trying to make a sale. "Well, at least lets take him inside to my shop. We could lay him down and maybe I could find something that might help him." Merit finish looking over at Ami waiting to see what she would think of the idea.  

[Hiddochi wolf]

((Ah well, I'm sure my future characters will have plenty of times requiring a Doctor Don't. razz ))

Ami was hesitant to agree to anything, as her 'independent decision-making' algorithms were a bit lacking overall. But she finally nodded her head meekly. "Alright. Thank you." In one fluid movement, the robot was on her feet once more, with William already draped over her shoulder. Even unconscious, he was still considerably larger in frame than her. Yet the small robot possessed strength and speed that only machines could ever achieve, and an intelligence that human children her size couldn't possibly dream of having until they reached age 58. But she still lacked the entirety of a soul, despite the personality that Will programmed into her.

She gently stepped through the gaping hole in Merit's shop's wall, skillfully avoiding the shards of glass. The interior still seemed a little dusty from the crash. Ami would help him to clean up later, as a display of gratitude.  

[Sohisohi]

((Would have posted sooner... Don't ask v.v))

Merit Fallowed Ami into the shop. He led her into the waiting area. There was an old couch, an older lazy-boy recliner, and the wooden table Merit moments ago. Merit wondered it the table was really a good idea. "On second thought, we should just lay him on the couch." He told her adding, "I'll see if we have anything in the back of the shop that might help. I'm pretty sure I had a first aid around here somewhere." Most mech shops had some kind of first aid station. You never know when you would lose a finger working with the machine. The only problem I haven't had to use one yet Merit thought to himself. Merit left Ami and went into the back of the shop. He was unsure where it was was or how much help he would be using it.  

[Hiddochi wolf]

((That's okay, there was less distraction for me from my damn research paper, that way. I would've procrastinated otherwise. xDD))

Ami nodded and did as the man suggested, placing her creator gently down onto the elderly couch. She turned him over onto his side, so as to not cause or worsen any damage to his torn-up wings and back. She remained standing, statue-still, examining data about their sudden removal from their home planet. It seemed as if a space-time rift just opened up, entirely at random, and they happened to be in the way at the time...

A pained groan escaped the angel's lips as he slowly came-to. Ami immediately halted her analysis and crouched down beside the couch he rested on. "Father? Are you alright? Any critical damage to your physical form?"


Will's head pounded violently, radiating pain shot up from his wing muscles every time he tried to move. A strong case of vertigo obscured his vision, but even so, he was able to identify the neon-purple hair and glowing blue eyes as belonging to Ami. He forced himself to sit up straight, but faltered, and was caught by Ami before he entirely toppled over. The dizziness didn't subside.
"Ami...where is this? What happened, after the space hole opened...? Uhn..." Will asked in a soft, pain-ridden voice. His crimson eyes finally focused on the robot in front of him, seeing her concerned expression. She gently placed him back on the couch in a sitting position, keeping her iron-grip around his right arm.

"I am not entirely certain as to how it occurred, but my sensors indicate that we are currently about 100 light years away from Azizostar. We are in some kind of city, I believe it's called Byako City..."  

[Hiddochi wolf]

"((Bump~)) "

 

[WebWings]

The airship soon began to descend from the night sky into Byako city into a port just to the side of Mecha Main street, to get some ordinary maintenance repairs. It got within twenty feet above the building tops when a stowaway quickly disembarked from the vessel before she could be discovered.

Her wings flicked out as she leapt from her little nook she hid in on the side of the ships exterior and on silent wings and she quickly slipped away in the night air landing on a building roof top before hopping down into an alley.

Her feral eyes reflected the moon light giving them a shine in the darkness. They were eyes of a creature that could pick up every little speck of dirt, every bit of grime on the garbage bin to the side of the alley and simply every detail in the dark. Her ears, which were particularly sensitive at the moment, could pick up the heart beats of those sheltered within their homes and business. At the moment her thoughts were lingering towards getting some food, and there was only a particular food item a Bat demon, like Sycte was interested in as she stalked out onto the street with her cloak drawn around her form and it didn’t necessarily needed to be human. Any form of blood would do.  

[WebWings]

(Note: I do not want to break any guild rules so I can edit this if anybody wishes sense it's got kind of a racy scene. sweatdrop )

Tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum. The sound was almost seductive, hypnotic, but most of all it was mouth watering as it strung on the most primal drive; hunger. A drive to eat, to consume, was one that every living creature had to abide by and in turn every living thing had experienced that crazed yet some what depressing state of hunger.

Tha-dum. This was the chiming of a dinner bell. Tha-dum. The dangling lure to a feast. Tha-dum. This is salivating. Tha-dum. Hypnotic. Tha-dum. Maddening. Tha-dum. Ecstasy… Tha-dump …to the leathery ears… Tha-dum …of a blood drinker.

Sycte couldn’t help but concentrate on it, biting her lower lip with an aching fang, that pleaded with her to drive it into flesh so it could be surrounded by that lovely scarlet liquid. Her dry lips were suddenly irritating her as that sound reminded her she hadn’t stained them ruby for almost a week now. ‘Am I really go so crazed that I am now forgetting to feed myself?’ She huffed and smirked at the thought her fang biting down lightly keeping one side of her smile pinned down making it crooked.

The sound of her clawed feet patting and grinding dirt into the sidewalk as she wondered along she was barely noticed by her own ears buried under that purple hood of her cloak. The only indication they those ears were there were the two slight bulges that moved and shifted about under that cloth. Her form was mostly concealed by this piece of clothing as it draped down curved protectively around her body. It only had one clasp in front of her collar bone, which was simply a claw from an unknown creature fashioned on one side of the cloak and hooked in through a leather loop woven into the other side. It was a simple cloak but was effective as it hid her true form… for the most part.

The hood drew down far enough to cover her face in shadows and the cloak was thick enough to cover up her entire body down to her ankles. Her clawed feet were exposed but in the dark that wasn’t a problem. The cloak moved freely enough around her legs that her hocks didn’t create an awkward bulge out the back as she walked. However the way the clothing fell around her chest and the size of her overall form gave clear indication that she was female, and that was the lure.

Late a night a young woman walking around by herself was usually seen as either one of two ways, a potential damsel in distress in need of saving in turn for a night of lust, or a potential easy target for a man who rather take a woman by force.

Tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum, Was the sound of a beating heart pumping that warm scarlet liquid though the body it served. Tha-dum. Her attention was solely on this one particular beat. Tha-dum. She had picked it up a while back on the street she was walking along. Tha-dum, tha-dum. The heart beats of those on the streets and within the buildings came and went as Sycte passed by them. Tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum. This particular beat lingered-no actually it drew gradually closer now. This made Sycte’s little smirk grow.

‘Little lamb, little lamb. You are straying away from the heard,’ The bat demon mused in her mind. Tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum. That smirk wiped away from Syctes lips as she continued to walk along steadily a though she had yet to notice the approaching seemingly approaching predator, who was about as smart as a fish going after a writhing worm skewered onto a cruel hook.

Tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum, tha-dum. Sycte smiled a moment before a burly hand over her mouth and was brutally shoved to the side as she found a steel arm crushing into her stomach as it dragged her into a side alley. She did not fight at all as she was dragged behind the side of a garbage bin so the man could conceal the terrible act he was going to carry out. She did grunt a little as her back was slammed into the brick wall of the building and the man forcefully held her there, his body pinning hers as she suddenly found a stubbly chinned face forcing it’s way into the shadows of her hood. A nose and mouth greedily nuzzling themselves against her neck just under her ear.

“Mmm, you smell good,” The man huffed his musky hot breath onto her neck. He smelled a faint scent, but ironically enough it was close to the smell of roses. It was a delightful and sweet attraction to a bat demons prey.

Scyte was amused as she just stood there. This man must have been so lusty that he didn’t even notice the faint soft, yet beautiful white fuzz that adorned her more bare skin.

The man began to move his lips from her neck and up along the bottom of her lower jaw bone to her chin where he eventually wanted to get to smothering her mouth. He only made it to her chin as he took one hand off of her waist and trailed it up to her back to the back of her head where it clutched onto her cloaks hood and with some force pulled the hood off to see the pretty face of the young woman he was going to rape.

Leathery fuzzy pale skinned ears sprang up from a complementary back head of messy hair. Slender eyes that glowed from the reflected moon light stared unblinkingly at the man and lush pallid lips held a little mischievous smile.

The man, easily twice as large as Sycte, saw this inhuman face and gasped stepping back but in his shock forgot to let go of his ‘victim’. “You wandered too far little lamb,” Sycte pursed her lips, blowing the stunned man a mocking little kiss. Suddenly the cloak Sycte was wearing flared out as her wings freed themselves from it, knocking the man’s arms off of her. A very loud crack issued from one of the man’s arms as a webbed wing slammed into it.

The man began to scream as Sycte suddenly grabbed him by the collar as she threw her wings down and almost weightlessly it took her and the man into the air as she flipped to the side and slammed the man down onto the top of the large metal bin, the air being knocked out of his lungs ended the man’s scream. The lid to the bin gave a little bang as it protested the weight and dented inward a little under the man and under Syctes muscular feet from the sheer force of the woman’s power over her victim as she slammed him down. The bat demon stood over the predator now turned to helpless prey leaning down to his face. Sycte’s mouth stretched ruthlessly wide showing off the two lengthy fangs protruding from her top row of teeth and the two just shorter ones curving up from the bottom row as she gave a horrific hiss that would make anyone’s legs tremble.

The man gasped, his face slicked over with fear and his pants soaked with was certainly wasn’t water.

Sycte brought up one clawed foot and quickly slammed it down into the man’s gut, pinning him down even more securely as the man manage to gather up the will to struggle. His hands found their way and wrapped around Sycte’s foot digging down into his gut and around the muscled hock of the same leg trying to pry it up off of him, in vain. Sycte had a stone stance over her meal as one hand quickly went to secure and pin a shoulder down and the other grabbed a clump of the man’s hair on the top of his head. Sycte’s nails dug into the mans scalp as she forcefully turned his head to the side and stretched his neck until she could see a tendon taught and bulge vertically along the man’s neck.

Like how this, now whimpering and gasping, man’s nose and mouth nuzzled against her neck, she lowered her face and barely skimming along the skin she moved her face up from his neck bone all the way up to underneath his ear as she took in a long breath through her nostrils. He did it with lust in mind, she did it in order to sniff out that particularly large vein in his neck. She smiled, this time seductively as she moved her nose down on particular spot and took another sniff. Her lips then raised up off of her teeth as she gave a small growl that may have in fact been a purr of delight.

With quick and heartlessness Sycte lunge forward, the man’s yell was cut off as she slammed his head down firmly onto that trash bin and lunge her head forward, sinking her teeth into his neck. Already racing with fear, the blood quickly bubbled up around Sycte’s intruding fangs and she pressed her lips to the skin, around the wound as she pulled her fangs out of the man’s neck and ravenously began to suckle. Tha-dum. Tha-dum. The man gasped like a fish able to feel his own blood being pulled and drained out of his body. Tha-dum. Tha-dum.

Tha-dum.The bat demon’s wings huddled around her and her meal, protecting them from sight, for feeding was a task that completely engrossed a bat demon‘s attention. Tha... dum... They were venerable when feeding, for anything just short of any type of pain could bring them out of the frenzy. Tha...

That was the end of that heart beat. She took every drop of that life giving crimson liquid from the corpse. Her suckling ceased once the blood stopped and pulled her mouth from the wound, running her tongue to pick up the last traces of her meal before she finally let go of he man. Moving her foot off of the body’s stomach to the side of it and the claws rhythmically tapped against the metal top of the garbage bin she stood on as she stood up strait.

Sycte ran a finger tip along the corner of her slightly open mouth, collecting some blood before she barely stuck the round of her finger tip in her mouth licking the blood off. Then she began to move off walking to the edge of the top of the garbage bin before simply leaping off the side and with her hocks acting like build in springs she weightlessly landed on the ground and continued on down the street, licking her lips clean and pulling her hood back over her head. Her wings buckled and folded against her back to their hidden spot under her cloak. Most would be appalled to how casually she acted about the man she killed by literally sucking him dry, but it was nothing but food to her. Aside from that humans have killed others for lesser reasons, at least her reason was to survive herself, and aside from that, it was either fed on him or let him rape and possibly kill her. Sycte rather liked feeding.  

[Shadow_Blazer_rulz]

16 had just been given his new assignment, Byako, city of everything. The All Creator was insistent on this one, "Be careful 16. Please stop the fighting there." 16 understood, and he went. When he arrived he took the appearance of a street punk or regular teen. But he did not realize that where he was there was a robotic girl, an angel, and a human. He had appeared in an out of eyesight spot but decided not to take any chances. He used his only robotic eye to scan the layout of the building and chose to go to a storage room. He changed one of his fingers to a universal key, opened the lock and quietly locked the door behind him.  

[WebWings]

Sycte was rather satisfied at that point walking casually down the street, her form hidden in the cloak she wore. Though glancing up at the sky she was becoming aware of another problem. The sun would soon be up… that dreaded sun. Not to mention the thought of it was making her tired, having a full belly did not help with that. She would need to find a place out of the way, very well hidden and most important of all dark to rest up for the day. Maybe she could find a flaw in one of these buildings, and sneak in and hopefully find a dark attic or better yet basement that seem rarely used that she would go unnoticed for the day. Besides it would be best to keep herself hidden from the rest who lived in this area, considering she had just killed a man to feed herself from his blood. She cut through the alleys and started to mover her head about more, examining the buildings she passed. All she needed was an open window and she slip silently in without notice and she found one.

The building it’s self appeared to be a work shop, but that was a good sign usually, work shops had some large storage space that was dark in order to protect the times that were stored in them. She took a rather quick glance around to make sure her break in would go unnoticed and headed around the side alley of the building to where the open window was located.  

[Shadow_Blazer_rulz]

16 heard something and turned on his scanners. His internal mainframe designated the life-form as a bat demon. Worried, he advanced on the being, and worried because, as a cyborg, he was a living being, but his systems ran on his blood. He moved quietly and hurried.  

[WebWings]

Sycte stood under and eyed the window, a clawed foot tapping the ground rhythmically for a moment before she took a few steps back. She lowered her body slightly, her legs tensing and her hocks ready to spring her up to the window however, automatically one of her lengthy leathery ears popped up, making a little ten in her hooded cloak, and swiveled around. Her legs relaxed and stood to her full height once again as her ever so sensitive ears picked up noise and she paused silent as the ear faced the direction of the sounds and determined it was approaching.

“Lovely,” the bat breathed under her breath and looked back up at the building this time aiming for the roof as she once again took that ready to spring stance and leapt up. She made it halfway there on leg power but her soundless wings flicked out and pumped downward to take her the rest of the way. Landing on the roof she quickly crouched down trying to be out of sight as she peered over the edge to decide weather it was just a passer by or a real threat that had somehow detected her.  

[Shadow_Blazer_rulz]

16 could hear this in his head, but no one else could, ever since the ww2 mission he had with his brother, 17, he would never forget what he had done activating his stealth mode. He had slipped a bit and made just the smallest sound, Stealth mode activated, engaging soundless hover boots. The strangely enough female computer voice said, and he lifted off the ground. Further scanning reviled that his designated contacts were in Little Necropolis. He needed to recharge soon, so he stayed silent until he could find the bat demon, little did he know, the slip up had caused his arm to bleed.  

[WebWings]

The smell of blood lingering in the air was distracting, but Sycte wasn’t some mindless creature willing to act on one strong drive alone. True she often acted more feral and often off of animal driven needs but at the moment she felt some threat in the air. Survival from bodily harm was an instinct that overcame hunger when it came right down to it. She stayed hidden her ears and nose directing her sight to a strange looking man. It was going to take some provoking to get her to show herself.  

[Shadow_Blazer_rulz]

Stealth mode breached reverting to normal mode. The voice said in his head. It made him think the All Creator was lonely and wanted a wife, but 16 had to think fast and hide. He turned a bit to quickly and fell hands first and cut open his hands. Aw Great. This is not going to end well. he thought.