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genessia2016-01-23 10:58 pm
solowingpixy) wrote in genessia2016-01-23 10:58 pm
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Sortie 02 | [Log: Dubai Night Assault]
Who: Larry Foulke, Aqua, Troy Dantes
What: Warping Shenanigans Abound
Where: Nova City Subarchway: Dubai
When: Late night, January 23rd
Warnings: Pixy being Pixy. Otherwise, will update if necessary.
[Well, this is awkward.
Pixy was treating this just like every other day in this weird place. The fact there was an earthquake a few days ago aside, nothing really... completely out of the ordinary happened. He figured earthquakes were just as common in Genessia as there were back on Earth, so he thought nothing of it. So, just like every other day, Pixy was just finishing up his job at the Sunfire Repair Shop and was about to head on back to the UF Lounge to spend the rest of the night resting. Despite most of his injuries being healed when he arrived thanks to Genessia's.... magic, he guesses, a few aches and wounds were still there, so he couldn't overexert himself too much. But then things got weird.
When Pixy left the shop, he found himself dropped off in the middle of an unreconizable city. It didn't exactly resemble any of the other cities in Genessia, except maybe Nova City to an extent, but there was no way Nova City had this kind of "night life" appearance like this place did. Unless there was a place hidden away in one of Nova City's corners that he never bothered to go to.
Before he was able to make any moves on finding where he was and how to leave, he found himself surrounded. With what appeared to be robots, or futuristic military soldiers or whatever, all with weapons pointed directly at him, all Pixy could do was slowly put his hands up. Well shit. This was not how this night was supposed to go. He was on edge, as anyone would be with several guns trained on him, but he couldn't exactly reach for his gun and make a dramatic retreat out of the place. All he could do was listen to whatever these weirdos had to say. This place must have an awful lot of trouble for them to just swarm one guy as soon as he appears, or so he assumes.
Either way, he was pretty unhappy with his situation. As if things couldn't get worse for him after his last dogfight at home.]
What: Warping Shenanigans Abound
Where: Nova City Subarchway: Dubai
When: Late night, January 23rd
Warnings: Pixy being Pixy. Otherwise, will update if necessary.
[Well, this is awkward.
Pixy was treating this just like every other day in this weird place. The fact there was an earthquake a few days ago aside, nothing really... completely out of the ordinary happened. He figured earthquakes were just as common in Genessia as there were back on Earth, so he thought nothing of it. So, just like every other day, Pixy was just finishing up his job at the Sunfire Repair Shop and was about to head on back to the UF Lounge to spend the rest of the night resting. Despite most of his injuries being healed when he arrived thanks to Genessia's.... magic, he guesses, a few aches and wounds were still there, so he couldn't overexert himself too much. But then things got weird.
When Pixy left the shop, he found himself dropped off in the middle of an unreconizable city. It didn't exactly resemble any of the other cities in Genessia, except maybe Nova City to an extent, but there was no way Nova City had this kind of "night life" appearance like this place did. Unless there was a place hidden away in one of Nova City's corners that he never bothered to go to.
Before he was able to make any moves on finding where he was and how to leave, he found himself surrounded. With what appeared to be robots, or futuristic military soldiers or whatever, all with weapons pointed directly at him, all Pixy could do was slowly put his hands up. Well shit. This was not how this night was supposed to go. He was on edge, as anyone would be with several guns trained on him, but he couldn't exactly reach for his gun and make a dramatic retreat out of the place. All he could do was listen to whatever these weirdos had to say. This place must have an awful lot of trouble for them to just swarm one guy as soon as he appears, or so he assumes.
Either way, he was pretty unhappy with his situation. As if things couldn't get worse for him after his last dogfight at home.]