The Rise of the Rebels (Steampunk RP)

[BlueRose]

OOC: That was pretty deep, Rus. Thankfully, it made sense.


BIC: Victoria smiles once more at Arya before removing her paw from the squirrel's shoulders and answering Raven. "My old man has stopped manufacturing normal automobiles. He's selling the few hundred he has left, but now there's something new being produced. They're big. Heavy metal war-machines with treads instead of wheels. It takes weeks to make them, but the geezer is manufacturing thousands and selling them to the Empire." A scowl creeps onto her friendly features as she continues. "Helm Richards, the heir to the Richards Airship Co. told me that massive warships are being prepared. The Empire doesn't know how many rebels there are, but It intends to wipe us out."

[Rusvul]

Valerian grinned. "Heh, you'd be surprised what you can do with an unlikely group such as this'n."

[Cornflower MM]

Anyone looking at Arya's face just then would have known that something was up. "I know what those vehicles and airships are for. Oh dear...I didn't except that they would move so fast so soon, though..." She said, then started kneading her forehead. She could feel a headache coming on.

[Rusvul]

Valerian's grin faded. "Do y'know? Care to tell us?"

[Cornflower MM]

Arya continued kneading her forehead, and sighed. "They plan to use those things not only to root out others like us, but to terrify the creatures, and enslave them. They plan to take any and all farmland, and such, build into as big city, and eventually kill of all the others." She said, hoping that it would not sound too vague "But first, they're going to use them to capture any and all important people who defy their cause. In short, creatures like Captain Raven here, but they don't know about us. Yet." She went on. "I'm sorry; That's all I gathered before I escaped." She said, hoping it would be enough.

[Unimaginative]

Vlad was feeling kind of awkward. He had dashed through the streets, nearly killing himself thanks to his poor lungs, and now he was being ignored by the rest of the group, who seemed not to have noticed his arrival. He gave a little cough, and repeated the question. "What have I missed?"

[Rusvul]

Valerian looked over at Vlad. "Oh, hello. Good to see you again. Nothing terribly important has happened- The Empire can disrupt Shaderunners, they've got new weapons, and Arya is an escaped slave who's helping us. Hmm, I probably summarized that terribly. Someone else care to make sense?"

[BlueRose]

Vicky looked at Vladimir, her jovial face deadpan. "The world is going to go up in flames."

She had noticed his presence, but the matter at hand had seemed a bit urgent. However, now that her news and Arya's news was out, she supposed it would be ok to mess around a little. With a grin, she pounced on Vlad's power pack and began fiddling with it. "Is this one new? Golly, Vlad, where do you pick this stuff up?"

[Norham Waterpaw]

Frinlen grinned, idly patting a large grenade on his bandolier. "Oh yes, th' world will go up in flames, once we're done. Knowin' us, we got a lot more t'worry 'bout than th' world catchin' fire."

[Unimaginative]

Vlad shook off Vicky, then responded. "Yes, it's new. My last one was almost broken, so I "borrowed" this from the manufacturers. And Frinlen, I agree. With you around, the world willgo out in flames." He reached onto his back, fiddling with the knobs again, as he felt a bit short of breath still. "Now, what's this about the empire having new weapons?"

[BlueRose]

Vicky laughed at Vlad and once again began messing with his power pack. "This is an old model. I could make some adjustments for you, maybe spruce it up a bit. How 'bout it?"

[Unimaginative]

"If it'll keep me from killing myself when running from whatever trouble you cause, sure." replied the Fossa, the visible creases on his face showing that he was smiling.

[The Shade]

Raven had all this while been listening with his eyes closed, thinking.

"Seems worse than I anticipated," he remarked to Vicky. He noticed Vlad standing there, and gestered to a chair. "Vlad! Take a seat, I apologize."  There was a pause.

"We have to take out the factories," he said suddenly. "Take out the factories and they can't replace any machines we vandalize or destroy. "Vicky, how secure is your father's joint?

[BlueRose]

Vicky continued fiddling with Vlad's power pack while responding to Raven. "Not as secure as he thinks it is. We've got a mole on the inside."

[Rusvul]

"Do we now? I did not know of this." Valerian found a stool and sat as well. A grating noise sounded from his wrist, and Valerian winced. He turned a dial, and the purple focus shards turned dark. Pulling an elaborate prismatic wrench and a light from a pocket, he set to work, alternately using the wrench as a wrench, and shining light through it. After a short while, he turned another crank, stowed the wrench and the light back in his pocket, and the crystals returned to their former shine.