The Liquid Wallaby - WW2Allaby

[Ava Ire]

Ava is standing outside the Wallaby, and appears to be having a deep conversation with a fiery red spirit.

[Barboneia]

Ava is standing outside the Wallaby, and appears to be having a deep conversation with a fiery red spirit.

Dom, who was walking into the fort and carrying a grey suitcase, saw her and stopped. He dropped the suitcase and ducked behind a crate, watching her.

[Ava Ire]

Ava is standing outside the Wallaby, and appears to be having a deep conversation with a fiery red spirit.

Dom, who was walking into the fort and carrying a grey suitcase, saw her and stopped. He dropped the suitcase and ducked behind a crate, watching her.

"...and waste away on some awful moon? No thanks.", said the spirit.

Ava smiled. She looked up as a plane flew by. A soldier noticed the spirit, and managed to crash into a truck as he stared at it. The spirit snorted. "So what are you going to do, Ava? Just gonna cower behind these crates and not face your problems? I guess you're still a coward..."

Ava glared. "I don't know...I don't think I'm ready to talk to him yet..."
The spirit scoffed. "Ugh, just like you!" Ava said nothing.
After a while, the spirit spoke again. "I guess we could just sit here and glare at each other until somebody drops dead, but I think I'd rather leave. If you won't help yourself, then neither will I". Ava looked away. "Till we meet again...fire freak". The spirit vanished into a puff of fire.

Ava scoffed. "I knew I shouldn't have asked her", she mumbled to herself.

[Barboneia]

Dom, who was walking into the fort and carrying a grey suitcase, saw her and stopped. He dropped the suitcase and ducked behind a crate, watching her.

"...and waste away on some awful moon? No thanks.", said the spirit.

Ava smiled. She looked up as a plane flew by. A soldier noticed the spirit, and managed to crash into a truck as he stared at it. The spirit snorted. "So what are you going to do, Ava? Just gonna cower behind these crates and not face your problems? I guess you're still a coward..."

Ava glared. "I don't know...I don't think I'm ready to talk to him yet..."
The spirit scoffed. "Ugh, just like you!" Ava said nothing.
After a while, the spirit spoke again. "I guess we could just sit here and glare at each other until somebody drops dead, but I think I'll go. If you won't help yourself, then neither will I". Ava looked away. "Till we meet again...fire freak". The spirit vanished into a puff of fire.

Ava scoffed. "I knew I shouldn't have asked her", Ava mumbled to herself.

Dom sighed upon seeing the spirit disappear, and he leaned back against the crate. Unfortunately, this caused the crate on top of it to fall over loudly and crack open, spilling morphine syrettes onto the ground. Dom winced, and slowly turned around, preparing for Ava's reaction.

[Ava Ire]

"...and waste away on some awful moon? No thanks.", said the spirit.

Ava smiled. She looked up as a plane flew by. A soldier noticed the spirit, and managed to crash into a truck as he stared at it. The spirit snorted. "So what are you going to do, Ava? Just gonna cower behind these crates and not face your problems? I guess you're still a coward..."

Ava glared. "I don't know...I don't think I'm ready to talk to him yet..."
The spirit scoffed. "Ugh, just like you!" Ava said nothing.
After a while, the spirit spoke again. "I guess we could just sit here and glare at each other until somebody drops dead, but I think I'll go. If you won't help yourself, then neither will I". Ava looked away. "Till we meet again...fire freak". The spirit vanished into a puff of fire.

Ava scoffed. "I knew I shouldn't have asked her", Ava mumbled to herself.

Dom sighed upon seeing the spirit disappear, and he leaned back against the crate. Unfortunately, this caused the crate on top of it to fall over loudly and crack open, spilling morphine syrettes onto the ground. Dom winced, and slowly turned around, preparing for Ava's reaction.

Ava whirled around. There was Dom, looking right at her.
How long had he been watching? But that didn't matter.

Ava started to say something. But she didn't. Instead she just stared back at Dom, a fearful look on her face. She turned around and ran, headed towards the Wallaby.

[Crumlark]

Then she curls down.

That's my schtick.

Presumably, there is also a narrator, cackling at stealing the schtick.

Inside the 'filthy looking town', a slightly less filthy marketplace flourished. While its notions of sanitation were certainly better than the town that surrounded it, and was even cobbled, it seemed to also bear the mark of poverty. Even on the main street businesses were shuttered, nobody selling wishing to remain long enough to rent or purchase them. However, amidst this the cobbled path eventually opened up into a bit of a court, the hub of life in this town. The court was a ring of cobblestone, with a ring of businesses outside of it, and a green garden-like area inside of it. It didn't take long for a careful observer to find 'an old Reil'. Sitting on a simple wooden bench was a gentleman with wisps of white facial hair, carefully groomed and looked after; much like his clothes. Still wearing his faded red doublet, he seemed to be a noble creature, crippled and brought to rest in a world he didn't belong in.

[Barboneia]

Dom sighed upon seeing the spirit disappear, and he leaned back against the crate. Unfortunately, this caused the crate on top of it to fall over loudly and crack open, spilling morphine syrettes onto the ground. Dom winced, and slowly turned around, preparing for Ava's reaction.

Ava whirled around. There was Dom, looking right at her.
How long had he been watching? But that didn't matter.

Ava started to say something. But she didn't. Instead she just stared back at Dom, a fearful look on her face. She turned around and ran, headed towards the Wallaby.

Oh come on...
Dom jumped off the ground and grabbed the suitcase. He started running after Ava, holding the case close to his chest.
"Ava, wait! Please! I just want to talk!"

[Chaos Crescent]

Then she curls down.

That's my schtick.

Presumably, there is also a narrator, cackling at stealing the schtick.

Inside the 'filthy looking town', a slightly less filthy marketplace flourished. While its notions of sanitation were certainly better than the town that surrounded it, and was even cobbled, it seemed to also bear the mark of poverty. Even on the main street businesses were shuttered, nobody selling wishing to remain long enough to rent or purchase them. However, amidst this the cobbled path eventually opened up into a bit of a court, the hub of life in this town. The court was a ring of cobblestone, with a ring of businesses outside of it, and a green garden-like area inside of it. It didn't take long for a careful observer to find 'an old Reil'. Sitting on a simple wooden bench was a gentleman with wisps of white facial hair, carefully groomed and looked after; much like his clothes. Still wearing his faded red doublet, he seemed to be a noble creature, crippled and brought to rest in a world he didn't belong in.

Bastard narrator well no but whatever. Anyway...

Wanders around like a master-less dog and finds a chicken leg to chew on.

[Ava Ire]

Ava whirled around. There was Dom, looking right at her.
How long had he been watching? But that didn't matter.

Ava started to say something. But she didn't. Instead she just stared back at Dom, a fearful look on her face. She turned around and ran, headed towards the Wallaby.

Oh come on...
Dom jumped off the ground and grabbed the suitcase. He started running after Ava, holding the case close to his chest.
"Ava, wait! Please! I just want to talk!"

"J-just leave me alone!" Ava shouted, before disappearing into the Wallaby.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Then she curls down.

That's my schtick.

Presumably, there is also a narrator, cackling at stealing the schtick.

Inside the 'filthy looking town', a slightly less filthy marketplace flourished. While its notions of sanitation were certainly better than the town that surrounded it, and was even cobbled, it seemed to also bear the mark of poverty. Even on the main street businesses were shuttered, nobody selling wishing to remain long enough to rent or purchase them. However, amidst this the cobbled path eventually opened up into a bit of a court, the hub of life in this town. The court was a ring of cobblestone, with a ring of businesses outside of it, and a green garden-like area inside of it. It didn't take long for a careful observer to find 'an old Reil'. Sitting on a simple wooden bench was a gentleman with wisps of white facial hair, carefully groomed and looked after; much like his clothes. Still wearing his faded red doublet, he seemed to be a noble creature, crippled and brought to rest in a world he didn't belong in.

"A kindred spirit." The agent observed. He didn't look like he had swam through mud, and he looked old. This was probably the guy he was looking for. The agent took a seat beside the old man, leaning forward. "I've been told a person like you has some information. Something regarding a group known as Ahl Cuhlt... My employer has a marked interest in them. Someone of great importance, I assure you."

[Barboneia]

Oh come on...
Dom jumped off the ground and grabbed the suitcase. He started running after Ava, holding the case close to his chest.
"Ava, wait! Please! I just want to talk!"

"J-just leave me alone!" Ava shouted, before disappearing into the Wallaby.

Dom slowed his running to a jog as he entered the Wallaby after her. He looked around inside, running his hands through his hair.
"Please... I just want to talk..."

[Chaos Crescent]

Oh come on...
Dom jumped off the ground and grabbed the suitcase. He started running after Ava, holding the case close to his chest.
"Ava, wait! Please! I just want to talk!"

"J-just leave me alone!" Ava shouted, before disappearing into the Wallaby.

Chews some more than throws it away.

'Hi.'

[Ava Ire]

"J-just leave me alone!" Ava shouted, before disappearing into the Wallaby.

Dom slowed his running to a jog as he entered the Wallaby after her. He looked around inside, running his hands through his hair.
"Please... I just want to talk..."

"J-just leave me alone!" Ava shouted, before disappearing into the Wallaby.

Chews some more than throws it away.

'Hi.'

It's no use. Ava is nowhere to be seen. She may as well have disappeared.

[Crumlark]

"A kindred spirit." The agent observed. He didn't look like he had swam through mud, and he looked old. This was probably the guy he was looking for. The agent took a seat beside the old man, leaning forward. "I've been told a person like you has some information. Something regarding a group known as Ahl Cuhlt... My employer has a marked interest in them. Someone of great importance, I assure you."

Carthage looked at the agent, regarding him silently. He remained silent, weighing the gravity of the situation. Finally, he spoke up, trying to take control with a probing lie. "I was told you would come."

[Barboneia]

Dom slowed his running to a jog as he entered the Wallaby after her. He looked around inside, running his hands through his hair.
"Please... I just want to talk..."

It's no use. Ava is nowhere to be seen. She may as well have disappeared.

"Please...?"
Dom sighed and sat down at a booth. He opened up the suitcase and stared at it's contents, which included a set of clothes, a small book titled "The Grapes of Wrath", a bottle of vodka, and a grey waistcoat.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"A kindred spirit." The agent observed. He didn't look like he had swam through mud, and he looked old. This was probably the guy he was looking for. The agent took a seat beside the old man, leaning forward. "I've been told a person like you has some information. Something regarding a group known as Ahl Cuhlt... My employer has a marked interest in them. Someone of great importance, I assure you."

Carthage looked at the agent, regarding him silently. He remained silent, weighing the gravity of the situation. Finally, he spoke up, trying to take control with a probing lie. "I was told you would come."

"Really now? Who informed you?" He raised an eyebrow, calling his bluff. "My employer is very secretive."

[Chaos Crescent]

Dom slowed his running to a jog as he entered the Wallaby after her. He looked around inside, running his hands through his hair.
"Please... I just want to talk..."

Chews some more than throws it away.

'Hi.'

It's no use. Ava is nowhere to be seen. She may as well have disappeared.

Blinks.

'Guess it was just an after image..'

Shrugs and goes back to wandering.

[Ava Ire]

It's no use. Ava is nowhere to be seen. She may as well have disappeared.

"Please...?"
Dom sighed and sat down at a booth. He opened up the suitcase and stared at it's contents, which included a set of clothes, a small book titled "The Grapes of Wrath", a bottle of vodka, and a grey waistcoat.

"Eheheheheh..." cackled a voice.

"You really are pathetic..." said the spirit, peering at Dom from across the booth.

[Barboneia]

"Please...?"
Dom sighed and sat down at a booth. He opened up the suitcase and stared at it's contents, which included a set of clothes, a small book titled "The Grapes of Wrath", a bottle of vodka, and a grey waistcoat.

"Eheheheheh..." cackled a voice.

"You really are pathetic..." said the spirit, peering at Dom from across the booth.

Dom closed the briefcase and glared at it.
"Oh yeah? And what would you know about pissing off your fire-nomad girlfriend? Or, quite possibly, former girlfriend..."

[Crumlark]

"Really now? Who informed you?" He raised an eyebrow, calling his bluff. "My employer is very secretive."

"I don't imagine you have enough coin to know both that and what you're asking, now do you?" Carthage asked, leaning back onto the bench. If your employer is as important as you say, though..." He looked to the side, and sidled towards the agent. "Perhaps you need not pay in coin."

[Ava Ire]

"Eheheheheh..." cackled a voice.

"You really are pathetic..." said the spirit, peering at Dom from across the booth.

Dom closed the briefcase and glared at it.
"Oh yeah? And what would you know about pissing off your fire-nomad girlfriend? Or, quite possibly, former girlfriend..."

She just stared at him with intense, burning eyes. She seemed amused.
The spirit chuckled, giving Dominic a toothy grin.

[Barboneia]

Dom closed the briefcase and glared at it.
"Oh yeah? And what would you know about pissing off your fire-nomad girlfriend? Or, quite possibly, former girlfriend..."

She just stared at him with intense, burning eyes. She seemed amused.
The spirit chuckled, giving Dominic a toothy grin.

"Ugh... What do you want? Other then to watch me suffer?"

[Ava Ire]

She just stared at him with intense, burning eyes. She seemed amused.
The spirit chuckled, giving Dominic a toothy grin.

"Ugh... What do you want? Other then to watch me suffer?"

"Awww, what's this? Little Dom feels upset? Aww shucks..."
The spirit suddenly looked up, as if hit with a bright idea. She got up from the booth, smiling at Dom.

"Oh wait, what's this?" A fiery umbrella appeared in her left hand. "An umbrella?! Dearest me, this is a nice umbrella! Oh, hold up, I hear... the cry of a fair maiden. Drenched in rain, oh no!", the spirit taunted. "You gonna kill me for this umbrella, Dominic? HUH?! YOU GONNA KILL ME, DOM?!

The spirit burst into laughter, her voice full of malice.

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Really now? Who informed you?" He raised an eyebrow, calling his bluff. "My employer is very secretive."

"I don't imagine you have enough coin to know both that and what you're asking, now do you?" Carthage asked, leaning back onto the bench. If your employer is as important as you say, though..." He looked to the side, and sidled towards the agent. "Perhaps you need not pay in coin."

That last sentence was mildly worrying, Salcri thought. "Coin, land, women, what have you. My employer can provide it. What my main priority is, and why I came here... is the Ahl Cultian cargo."

[Barboneia]

"Ugh... What do you want? Other then to watch me suffer?"

"Awww, what's this? Little Dom feels upset? Aww shucks..."
The spirit suddenly looked up, as if hit with a bright idea. She got up from the booth, smiling at Dom.

"Oh wait, what's this?" A fiery umbrella appeared in her left hand. "An umbrella?! Dearest me, this is a nice umbrella! Oh, hold up, I hear... the cry of a fair maiden. Drenched in rain, oh no!", the spirit taunted. "You gonna kill me for this umbrella, Dominic? HUH?! YOU GONNA KILL ME, DOM?!

The spirit burst into laughter, her voice full of malice.

Dom's eyes began to twitch as he buried his head in his hands, grinding his teeth together.
"Fuck off... Fuck off... FUCK OFF!"