13th Post
- Quick to act, the crowd of people that had been hunting down elves, now, under the watchful eye of Firehawk, Markus, and Max/BA (Bizzaro Alex) poor through the streets looking for any and all D-bees to round them up. Strangely the townsfolk seem way too organized in their search for D-bees. Well placed ropes, and the occasional laser rifles in the hands of the humans doing the rounding up seem just a bit too convenient. It soon becomes apparent that at least 12 groups of 4 individuals are leading the efforts to round up the D-bees. Their precision and tactics would suggest they all of at the very least ex-military and they seem keen on supporting the effort to deport the D-bees by any means necessary. So far just mild beatings, no deaths that the 13th can see.
Bizzaro Alex seems beside himself after Zieja vanishes into the blue shimmering field the size of a closet (the field and door vanishes). He taps some controls on the bike and looks up into the sky over the western horizon, "Max it would seem, this team uses the same communicator frequencies as the team on the other side. Z is in the sky 2500 feet off the ground to the west... My radar is also picking something up, something huge... She might be on a ship of some kind."
The Lady Shark Composes herself grabbing the nearly dead Alex's hand and Cantrell's hand. Her melodic voices rushes against Cantrell, " Prepare yourself... It is not a pleasant trip."
Cantrel
- About 20 of Geist's cybernetically enhanced arcane lifeforms all burst out from the crowd not intent on stopping them from rounding up D-bees, but intent on holding the remaining members of the 13th near the radio station. The CEALs are all armed to the teeth, 2 of them are wearing power armor, and one of them has a shiny rocket launcher. The other 17 have a variety of laser rifles, cold cannons (think plasma but cold damage), and vibro-blades.
A well armored P.A. CEAL looks the remaining 13th members still in the vicinity of the radio station up and down, "Wasn't there one more...?" His voice trails off and he shakes his head commanding the 13th with a low grim voice, "Hold position, heroes... Geist will be here to deliver her payload shortly."
The ever present clouds hanging above gloom start to give way as something huge starts to descend.
Bizzaro Alex gives a cry over the comms, "Max, I know you said it would be different here, but dammit no matter the 'verse I'll always love her!!" Perhaps for the last time Bizzaro Alex hits the comms with sheer terror, surprise, and a loss of professionalism, "Oh god, just like back home!! Our Geist leveled the Brightway Township with her Transport of Death! Max just like we did... It was before your time, the Pinnacle hotel was the only thing left after the Annihilator--- We used it to hole up, it has a shield generator and just needs something like Nadine to power it. Transmitting the specs now, I got to get to Z, hang on baby!!" Bizzaro Alex's comms go dead as the young man pilots his way up towards the bow of a singular large Death Head's Transport that breaks the cloud cover.
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