[WHO] VARIOUS; Characters who try to fight but are captured [WHERE] Around the city [ABOUT] The morning after this post, the Libretto make their decisions about what they'll do
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When the choir came for Jim and his crew, he was ready for them. He promised Gaila that he'd do everything he could to keep the outcome of this as good as he could. Which meant that, after the very short meeting on the roof, he ordered his crew to get out, scatter, get as far away from the Choir as they could. He vaguely remembered giving Uhura a pointed look and kissing Gaila's forehead before he went down to the building's entrance. But by then the adrenaline was singing in his veins, harmonizing with the tense music that was running through his head
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Communication from Block C9ball_wizardApril 13 2010, 03:52:53 UTC
Venom snapped out of his temporary nap when he heard a loud THUD! For a moment, he could have sworn he heard some commotion a few cells down. Curious, he looked out of his cell with no luck. Then he heard more talking and then another thud. That voice sounded very familiar.
If the prisoner was who he thought it was... Venom unclasped his sleeve and pulled out his Tone. He soon typed out a message.
Communication from Block EvettecrasherApril 13 2010, 04:06:11 UTC
Jim felt the small, tell-tale vibration of the Tone in his pocket and he stopped his muttering and froze. Slowly, he reached and pulled out the the device, his glance darting up to the door every few seconds. He quickly read through the message and added every possibly filter and encryption he could to his reply.
NEAR GIGUE HALL MOVING TOWARDS BALLAD TOWNfbisincenineApril 13 2010, 03:27:45 UTC
When Caesura's announcement came out, Olivia began moving for Ballad Town. It was the only place she could think of that they might avoid, but the plan had been finalized last minute and she was still moving through Madrigal territory at this point. Which happened to be the main drawback to it. But if she wanted to avoid capture, Ballad Town would probably be the safest place. Depending how quickly they moved and in what direction, she guessed that they might catch up with her somewhere between The Interlude and Gigue Hall, which was quickly approaching as she moved through the streets quickly, but hopefully not enough to attract unwanted attention. Running would get her spotted quickly, and she didn't think she could just outrun them anyways. So she just had to hope that she got lucky and was overlooked.
So much for flying under the radar. As called out she quickened her pace, running through the streets now. At least there weren't many people out, and if she could get into a side street, there wouldn't be anyone but her pursuers. Gigue Hall passed by on her right and she began looking for a suitable street for her plan.
It wasn't long before one presented itself and she turned left and ran down it a bit before coming to a crossroad of sorts in the form of an even smaller alley lined with piles crates staggered on either side, making it almost impossible to clearly see down it. Here she stopped and turned to face her pursuers, pulling out her gun and firing a warning shot at the ground.
Her plan was not to just go with them, like she had done when the Purge began. This time, she was going to continue fighting for her freedom, no matter how small it was here or anywhere else. Unfortunately, she didn't know her way around the city as much as she would have liked, and so running into those people they were after
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Confronted by the Choir, the first thing Kenzaki did was reach for his Rider belt. It took him two seconds to realize he didn't have it. His mind took an additional second to think, Oh, shi- before the fight commenced.
Even without Blade, though, Kenzaki refused to back down.
Which resulted in his being thrown into a prison cell. ...At least he wasn't in a straitjacket this time.
And at least he hadn't actually been defeated. It'd come close, several times, but he'd had the sense-he had to think of it as sense, because it would be cowardice, otherwise, and it just...couldn't be, in this situation-to offer a surrender. He didn't want to think about what would have happened if they hadn't taken it.
"Anyone here- Hey!" He crawled quickly over. "Hey! You okay!" He reached out to shake her, thinking about getting her to wake up without considering he might be jarring any of her injuries.
"Ow!" Vanille said as she was shaken, opening her eyes slowly, as it felt like her head was pounding with every little move she made. It took her a moment or two to get reorientated, and when she finally was, she blinked slowly, looking at the man who was sharing the same cell as she was.
"Hey," She said, sitting up slowly and stretching around, trying to see if anything was in serious damage or if it was minimal. Her shoulder and head hurt her the most, and she found her ribs tender. All in all, not so bad.
"They got you too, huh," She said with a sad smile on her face.
In the Mezzo hotelmare_libertasApril 14 2010, 03:11:59 UTC
Rose told Peter to stay behind and keep out of trouble, so he's hiding. In the hotel. He's switching rooms every time the people looking for him pass by, trying to stay ahead of his persuers. But even he knows it's only a matter of time. Now he's in a closet in someone's room. He didn't know who. Didn't care, actually.
Having followed his captain's orders diligently, Chekov managed to stay under the radar for quite a while. He seemed to jinx his good luck though for just as he thought he might actually manage to hide this all out, a couple of Choir members caught him sneaking into an alleyway. Their shouts caused the boy to go into action. Immediately, he pulled out his phaser and set it to stun. He would only use it if necessary but for the time being he simply ran
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Riley stopped his petitions to the Choir eventually and scanned the cell. There were people there he didn't recognize, but the kid with the curly hair against the back wall was someone he could pick out of the crowed any day.
He was tired and sore, but the days events were distraction enough for that. He approached Chekov, watching as he approached in hopes he was recognized as a crewmate.
"You're Chekov, right?" He said despite knowing exactly who the other navigator was. A hand ran uneasily through his hair as he continued to eye Chekov with concern. "You holding up alright?"
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If the prisoner was who he thought it was... Venom unclasped his sleeve and pulled out his Tone. He soon typed out a message.
Mr. Kirk?
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It wasn't long before one presented itself and she turned left and ran down it a bit before coming to a crossroad of sorts in the form of an even smaller alley lined with piles crates staggered on either side, making it almost impossible to clearly see down it. Here she stopped and turned to face her pursuers, pulling out her gun and firing a warning shot at the ground.
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Even without Blade, though, Kenzaki refused to back down.
Which resulted in his being thrown into a prison cell. ...At least he wasn't in a straitjacket this time.
And at least he hadn't actually been defeated. It'd come close, several times, but he'd had the sense-he had to think of it as sense, because it would be cowardice, otherwise, and it just...couldn't be, in this situation-to offer a surrender. He didn't want to think about what would have happened if they hadn't taken it.
"Anyone here- Hey!" He crawled quickly over. "Hey! You okay!" He reached out to shake her, thinking about getting her to wake up without considering he might be jarring any of her injuries.
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"Hey," She said, sitting up slowly and stretching around, trying to see if anything was in serious damage or if it was minimal. Her shoulder and head hurt her the most, and she found her ribs tender. All in all, not so bad.
"They got you too, huh," She said with a sad smile on her face.
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"Rose....you'll be okay, right?"
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He was tired and sore, but the days events were distraction enough for that. He approached Chekov, watching as he approached in hopes he was recognized as a crewmate.
"You're Chekov, right?" He said despite knowing exactly who the other navigator was. A hand ran uneasily through his hair as he continued to eye Chekov with concern. "You holding up alright?"
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