In This Day and Age

["Zero" Americanski]

"Looks like acid and not alkali to me. And you're right, I think it was organic. This'll take awhile to fix." I say, then someone knocks on the door...

[Hedeon]

Hedeon observes the fairy land with excitement. Sasha's memories pale in comparison to how magnificent this place is.

"No, I haven't." He says, smiling. "So who is the leader fairy, Pakkanen? Is his house a lot bigger than everyone elses?"

[Valodya Bassarov]

Bassarov hears a knock at the door and sees that it it the white dragon, Valkoinen Joki.
"Hello Valkoinen, what can we do for you?"

[Gunnar]

"d**nit!"
Gunnar slammed his fists into the wall just past the terminal, "Just give me a few more minutes will ya'? I aint got no where else to go!"

The owner of the dinner wasn't going to have it though, it was closing time, no exceptions.

Grabbing his bag, Gunnar left into the streets, obviously he wasn't going to find an ally as long as he was a wondering bum, he needed to find a new home and a new lively hood to tide him over for a while, he was runnign severly low on cash. The chem studies were comign along fine, he'd be able to reproduce the bomb in no time, but that still left a few hurtles, he needed a lab, the right chemicals, and someone to help him get it close enough to Bejing. Still, that was all future concerns, now he needed a place to stay more then anything. And a smoke, sweet lord he needed a smoke.

[Valkoinen Joki]

I look at bassarov, trying to keep it from growing into a glare as my hand clenches and unclenches. I catch a growl in my throat as I look past him then back to him

"perhaps you should be more worried about your friends... like sayuka..."

my nails dig into my palms alittle,... it was disgusting that these humans cared so little about eachother

[Pakkanen]

Pakkanen is uncomfortable revealing who the leader is.
"This place is not as political as the world under Red Infinity. Do not think of politics and power here. This is a place for entertainment, peace, and relaxation." Pakkanen says, trying to divert the attention of his friend.

[Archetype 401]

Archetype 401's enhanced perception heard the trigger move before the first shot even left the barrel of the gun, but that didn't mean the Android wouldn't be careful.

He immediately spun to the side, a few of the bullets whizzing to his left as he brings his MGA around in a wide arch to lock onto Peter.

Two of the bullets slam into Archetype 401’s chest plate and ricochet off at odd angles, which another imbeds itself, yet doesn’t seem to have any other effect.

A quiet beep is heard: the confirmation of Peter’s profile within Archetype’s mainframes.

“Target Identified,” says the mechanical voice of the Android’s computer, sounding surprisingly feminine, “Peter Nielsen. Approximately 28 years of age. Race: Human…” the computer continues to rattle off what seems like irrelevant information at a time like this, but the mechanical voice is soon placed in the background as the barrels of Archetype’s MGA begin to spin in a quick cycle.

Within nanoseconds, a torrent of bullets fly towards Peter, launched from the five machine gun barrels.

((Sorry for the delay, just trying to figure out what's going on. So does this mean Peter tracked Archetype's teleportation (somehow?) to the city where Gunnar was/is?))

["Zero" Americanski]

"Sayuka's been imprisoned?" I ask unnessisarialy. I growl, anoter one of my friends is in trouble and I am still too weak to help.

[Valodya Bassarov]

"We have not forgotten about her, I even mentioned her at the meeting. I was unsure of how we could rescue her. The Ministry of Terror is a hard place to get in and out of. But we will go after her. We all care about Sayuka..." Bassarov replies to Valkoinen.

[Sakari Lehtinen]

Sakari sees an unfriendly fellow standing in the doorway, speaking with Bassarov. He turns his attention to Zero and the others who are speaking about fixing the floor.

"I have never done anything such as this, but I am willing to help in any way that I can." I overhear talk about a captured rebel, and think that maybe we should help.

"However something I do know about is rescuing people." I say, lightheartedly, and somewhat lying. "I will volunteer on behalf of the anarchists to help rescue this Sayuka. It's the least we can do for imposing."

[Valkoinen Joki]

I look towards zero... "you were unconsious when I came here last time... however... you should know....". I glance around for the one known as freakboy. "... I did send an email to him...."

I glare slightly at bassarov. "... you have managed to get out of it farely easy..."

[Peter "The Owl"]

((Yep. Followed every move you made, waiting for an opening.))

Peter lowers his weapons and sprints right, racing ahead of the arc of bullets. Coming paralle on the machine's right side Peter turns shaprly, heading straight it, running up the stream of bullets. The metal rounds slide around Peter, glancing off the frictionless Light Shield without effect. These were the conditions that the Light Shield was designed to counter act. The Hunter draws back his fist, closing on Archtype in fractions of a second.

[Sakari Lehtinen]

((Just to let you know, I modded my post, since it's a little buried now))

[Valodya Bassarov]

"Would you like me to go there personally and rescue Sayuka, Valkoinen? I have been bogged down with every little crisis that arises around here, but if it will prove to you that I care, then I will go after her myself." Bassarov replies.

["Zero" Americanski]

"Oh." I say, feeling somewhat relieved. I've only been imprisoned once and I had a fairly easy time of it, but just hearing other people screaming incessantly still makes me shudder...