Post by Dark on May 14, 2022 19:53:52 GMT -5
"Look, I am not about to tell you to disobey shit, but I am getting a pod for myself."
There was a bit of a hustle and bustle between the official Sadalan Spaceports and a certain uppity cat. One that had pushed past a few of the stationed guards who had explicit orders to not allow him passage. He had one place in mind that would DEFINITELY not go well for him alone. Not only that, the King sorta suggested he DID NOT go through with this.
Well, fuck him, Dark thought. And so did a few others who wanted pods headed for Arcose.
And anyone else who is just a little tired of waiting on this reconnaissance? Feel free to follow. Don't care if you're hand-picked military or not. Just know you'll be playing a dangerous game if you strike out alone after we land.
A few of those under him wanting to get at it were, likewise, a rowdy younger generation. Perhaps those who wanted to keep going at a good fight. Dark himself wasn't really heading out to fight anything in particular. Nah, he wanted to hunt. Do the scouting himself. And if anyone else wanted to come with? Safer in numbers. Of course, that would throw more and more alarms off in the Arcosian minds, but that wasn't his problem. They started this.
"You aren't supposed to be around, punk. We don't care how strong you are! -GRK"
Those words annoyed him more than anything. The cat was stopped just outside the bay by this pair, only to force his hand and knock them aside with the back of his hand. Noone else was really stopping him at this point. It seemed with the publicity too, a few more joined in the opportunity to take some of this scouting into their own hands. Now it was mostly getting the bay team to cooperate.
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There was a bit of a hustle and bustle between the official Sadalan Spaceports and a certain uppity cat. One that had pushed past a few of the stationed guards who had explicit orders to not allow him passage. He had one place in mind that would DEFINITELY not go well for him alone. Not only that, the King sorta suggested he DID NOT go through with this.
Well, fuck him, Dark thought. And so did a few others who wanted pods headed for Arcose.
And anyone else who is just a little tired of waiting on this reconnaissance? Feel free to follow. Don't care if you're hand-picked military or not. Just know you'll be playing a dangerous game if you strike out alone after we land.
A few of those under him wanting to get at it were, likewise, a rowdy younger generation. Perhaps those who wanted to keep going at a good fight. Dark himself wasn't really heading out to fight anything in particular. Nah, he wanted to hunt. Do the scouting himself. And if anyone else wanted to come with? Safer in numbers. Of course, that would throw more and more alarms off in the Arcosian minds, but that wasn't his problem. They started this.
"You aren't supposed to be around, punk. We don't care how strong you are! -GRK"
Those words annoyed him more than anything. The cat was stopped just outside the bay by this pair, only to force his hand and knock them aside with the back of his hand. Noone else was really stopping him at this point. It seemed with the publicity too, a few more joined in the opportunity to take some of this scouting into their own hands. Now it was mostly getting the bay team to cooperate.
Thread PL: 51,000
WC: 323