Futuristic =Survivors=

[DarkHawk267]

I turn my head slightly in embarrassment. "I'm just here.. What's the big deal?" I squawk back "What are YOU doing here?!" I struggle to attempt to get you off of me but then realize your cyborg features. "Wait, are you a..."

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer sighed. "I'm not one of them. I used to be. If I was, you'd be dead." She muttered. She then looked down at him. "I am here to bust some robot ass." She explained with a smirk.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I chuckle but grimace. "Yeah.. Dead.." I look at you again. "Now, you gonna get off of me? Because I'm pretty sure that robots will get the wrong impression." I attempt to joke knowing full well that robots don't feel anything and that my efforts may be useless.

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer glared down at him and slapped his face with her human hand, the glove still giving him a bruise. "Shut that hole you call a mouth.." She hissed before she got up. She held a finger to her ear. "Clear out, it's just some dude, survivor." She muttered. Copy that, copter out.. Came the reply.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I look up at the sky and see the helicopter pass by. I get up slowly and rub my cheek a little and sigh. "Well, I suppose I should be going now?" I slowly turn around. "Maybe I'll see you around. Kicking some robot ass huh?" I wave backwards and slowly walk off, trying to seem as inconspicuous as possible so I can follow the chopper back towards your base.

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer smirked and appeared in front of him. "Oh no you don't." She pushed him in the chest, making him stumble back. A green aura surrounded her and she appeared as a normal human, looking exactly like before only... No cyborg parts. She wore a military outfit and she looked down at the man, a hand resting on her waist.

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[DarkHawk267]

I look at you and bite my tongue so it bleeds. "Crap. Did she catch on?" I say in my mind while glaring up at her. "What do you mean I don't?" My glare changing back to my full apathetic look.


 
(Sorry I was at soccer practice)

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer shook her head. "I know what you were thinking and unlucky you, that chopper is going nowhere." She snapped.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I grin on the inside but hide it. "Guess you caught me. So what are you gonna do? Kill me?" I look into Archer's eyes deep and long, daring with a cold, dead look. "Because by all means, please do your worst."

 

[Fox]

Axel and Archer heard footsteps around the corner. Shortly after, Fox comes rinning around. Fox stops in front of Axel and Archer "Oh..... Bad timing?" Fox asked for amusement.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I take the spur of the moment and grab Fox by his shirt, throwing him back against Archer and sprinting around the building he arrived from. I continue to run until I'm out of sight and believe I cannot be followed. I then slide down under some rubble to attempt to hide. "Let's just hope she doesn't have sonar..." I whisper to myself.

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer gasped as the man was thrown at her, making her fall with him on top of her. She groaned. "Get off will ya?.." She muttered, glaring at Fox.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I sneak slowly and quietly; crawling backwards under the rubble so I can just barely see Archer glaring at fox from a distance. "I guess I'll be fine then.. She seems busy enough." I exhale a sigh of relief and watch to see if you look for me.

 

[Foogels]

Ryu heard the thump of someone falling. Recently satisfied he was more curious then hungry. He quickly but swiftly mad his way towards the noise.

 

[Snowfeather]

rcher shoved him off. "Listen to me." She muttered as she got up on her knees and then her feet. She shook her head and looked in her pockets, nothing. She refused to turn back into her cyborg form, so it was out.

 

[Foogels]

Ryu was approaching the voices that he soon heard after the thump. Ryu wanted to see what they looked like before making his move.

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer decided to look for the man from eariler. She narrowed her eyes and scanned the clearing.

 

[Foogels]

Ryu was just about to see them when he decided to wait a minute. He didn't why he was waiting he just felt like he must.

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer heard a noise and grabbed the Beretta M9 on the ground. "Hello?" She called, moving towards the sound.

 

[Foogels]

Ryu knew that she could only be talking to him because besides the people that he was sneaking up on, he was alone. He stood up and put his hands in the air slightly to signify that he wasn't armed. "Don't shoot." He look in her direction looking to see how many people there were

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer froze. She shook her head. "Don't worry, I'd only shoot if you were dangerous, in which case you'd be bleeding out by now," she replied with a laugh.

 

[Foogels]

He smiled in his demonic way "Well it's a good thing i'm not dangerous then." He slowly walked in her direction.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I carefully observe the situation at afar. Noticing the little details as I watch. I closely look at the three people and whisper. "What? Who's that?" I slowly get up and move through the rubble getting a little closer but not close enough for you to see. I look closely at the new mans mouth as he speaks. "Fangs?.." I slowly reach for my blades but stop, waiting for more information on what's happening.

 

[Snowfeather]

Archer narrowed her eyes as he came closer. "Okay what's your game dude?" She muttered, the grip on her gun tightening.

 

[DarkHawk267]

I slowly reach down for a smaller blade, readying it to be thrown. "What are you doing Axel?..." I say to myself. "Just let it go..." I slowly move forward more, keeping to the cover but getting into an area where I can throw my blade.