a couple thousand feet above the city streets a lone figure sits on a large metal antenna atop a massive skyscraper. A beautiful mix of vibrant orange and crimson red fill the sun seting sky above, far from all the noise and commotion of the city below. as the sun disapears beyond the horizon and colors fade the figure tosses away his cigarette and stands on one of the horizontal bars of the antenna. he takes one final look below before his feet lift off the bar and he floats higher into the sky. once he reaches a more suitable height he stops and strethes one hand out towards the city below. his hand begins to glow a light green, then a small ball of light green energy forms in his palm. his long silver hair waves about as a gust of wind swirls around him. the entire city below is filled with a blinding white light as the small ball of energy flies down towards it. then, in an instant the city seems to desolve in the dome of pure white light.when the light fades only a shallow crater, not deeper than ten feet, is left where the large city once stood. The figure remains floating high above the ground surveying the area. once he is satisfied that the crater was not a severe blemish on the land he disapears, flying at lightning speeds it takes only moments to move across the continent. By daybreak all remains off civilization on the planet have been erased. Now, the figure sits atop a large moutain peak letting his feet hang over the edge. A voice comes from the microscoptic transmitter in the mans earing in his left ear,
"looks good from up here, I'll swing around planet side to pick you up." The voice says
"I'll be waiting." The man answers back.
He flicks his cigarette into the air, then folds his fingers to look like a gun and traces the cigarette,
"bang." He wispers and the cigarette butt breaks apart into tiny pieces and scatters in the wind for the land to consume.
back on the starship Action, the man from the planet, walks through the long corridor heading towards the general living quarters. When he arrives he sees his four comrades sitting around talking and drinking,
"it's good to see I'm not the only one that works hard around here." Action says
"yeah yeah, trust me, you're going to want a drink after you hear our next job." Peekadoo says.
(ooc: real quicke bio-esque thingy.
Louie Action Valentine III - Alexander Peekadoo - Jonny Wes Solarflare - Nicole Katherine Boshito - Reubin: These five make up the crew of a space cruiser called the outlaw wing. they have a mercenary/bounty hunting-esque job...it'll get explained eventually.)
Action makes a drink and sits down on the couch next to Boshito. He downs his first drink and gets halfway through his second before he looks over at Boshito who is staring at the floor, he touches her shoulder to get her attention then holds up his glass,
"come on luv, you drinking with me?" He laughs
"hey f*ck you, I've been drinking all night." She smiles
"f*ck that, I've been drinking since a half past noon." Action grins
she lets out a laugh,
"cheers to that, sick boy." She tips her glass and touches Actions
(ooc: you'd have to be a social distortion fan to understand...)
After they both down their drinks Action looks over at Peekadoo. He has a cloth and is cleaning something that resembles a pistol(ooc:not unlike gene starwinds castor),
"hey, what's that?" Action asks
"this?" Peekadoo looks at Action and grins.
*the next morning*
They crew sits around a small coffee table with five small pistol looking things and and several hundred shells spread out across it,
"what do you mean we have to use these things!?" Jonny asks
"I mean it's either these or regular guns, I told you, the shirlon want to put down this revelution as quickly as possible, but they don't want it known that they needed our help." Peekadoo explains
"so the revelution is an actual threat to the government." Reubin grins
"pride... what a horrible thing." Jonny laughs
"there is a small space station orbiting the moon, the rebels have taken control of it and are threatening to crash it into the moon setting off a chain reaction with the planets ocean currents. we'll reach it in a day, so I'd suggest you familiarize yourselves with these weapons." Peekadoo says
"hey, I've got some things to do for the next few days... you guys can handle the space station can't you?" Boshito says
"what's so much mnore important than your comrades!?" Peekadoo asks
"god damnit kate, you always do this." Reubin interupts," I doubt you've ever taken part in one full misio-"
"no, it's fine." Action stops reubin," it's just one tiny space station, and you'll be back before we get planet side right?"
"of course, I wouldn't leave unless I knew you could handle it." Kate says
Peekadoo sits in the piloting room of the outlaw wing making a few final adjustments before they get in range of the space station. He fits a small ear piece transmitter over his right ear and presses the small button in it's center,
"six thousand meters, we'll come into range of the station in five minutes." Peekadoo says
"so what's the game plan?" Reubin responds over the transmitter in the cockpit of his small mono-cruiser in the hangar bay.
"we'll go in hard and fast, with luck we'll catch them off gaurd. we'll have to get Action and Solarflare on board as quick as possible, then we can pull back away from the station into open space so we have room to move." Peekadoo says
"don't pull back too far, I don't plan on being aboard the station for long." Action says
Action and Solarflare wait at the end of a short corridor next to a closed docking hatch. They both wear long hooded cloaks to make sure no one deiscovers them as Fox(ooc: a characteristic of the fox is brightly colored hair styled in a distinctive manor). beneath their cloaks they have concealed an arsenal of weapons including an assault riffle each, several small automatic/semi-automatic weapons, a few gernades, and a few thousand rounds of ammunition.
"two minutes until we're in maximum firing range of the station." Peekadoo announces through the transmitters.
"I'm taking off, I'll draw their fire to the west wing of the station. that should give you a chance to dock and get out of close range." Reubin says
Reubin flips a few switches on the console in his cruiser, The bay door slides open. He lays the throttle all the way forward and blasts out of the outlaw wing. Reubin gets within a few hundred feet of the station when the station defenses begin firing. Reubin drops below the first missile then swings around it and launches a random barage of rockets from his cruisers wings. they hit on the stations west wing in random spots meant mostly to shake the rebel forces up. As Reubin expected, a swarm of enemy fighters emerge from the stations hangar,
"heh. thirty fighters just for little old me, they're too kind." Reubin grins
He manuevers himself so he is only twenty feet from the station and flies towards where the fighters are swarming from. machine guns swing around as he passes each defense station,
"trying to hit where I am instead of where I'm going to be, hah these guys really are ameteurs." Reubin laughs.
Just before he gets to close to the space stations hangar he pulls up and flies away from the station. The station gunners rapidly try to adjust to his movement, in doing so the fighters leaving the station's hangar are caught in a cross fire. severa fighters exploded mere feet in front of the hangar opening causing dozens more taking off to crash into the debri,
"well, they shouldn't be able to send out anymore fighters for a while." Reubin grins
before he has too much time look at the chaos in the hangar, a barage of bullets fly by his cruiser. Reubin looks back and sees five fighters directly behind him,
"sh*t, almost forgot about you guys."