Planet Aavos

And after a tough and forced sleep, Turbine's day wasn't going to get any easier. . .

Tubrine didn't see anything before he wound up in an interrogation room. "Huh? What the heck?" Turbine said before noticing he was really low to the ground. He saw his suit was gone. "Where did my suit go? Hello? Hello? Where is anyone..." Turbine didn't know where he was, but he did not have a good feeling.

Turbine woke up tied to a chair from both his wrist and ankles. The room was cold and silent. The walls seemed fairly thick and filled with strange devices with a slightly blue light to it.

It sure was taking a while for anyone to come into the room... if they would come at all. This place didn't seem like a normal Prison. Aavos did not had any prisons, actually. Anyone who dared to interfere with the operations of the Base was simply executed by an inhabitant. As long as there was some reward afterwards.

This thought gave Turbine enough information to assume what would happen next; this room.. he was going to get executed!?

The waiting seemed eternal. . .

Moments later the door opened; a man in uniform came into the room. He waited for Turbine to speak the first words. . .

"He... hello?" Turbine said nervously, worried about his fate. "Am I... here? Is this really an exicution room? But I didn't do anything wrong!" Turbine had a feeling what he was here for. "I was poor, I needed the money. A kind women offered me Aavos if I delivered a package for her. She never told me there was a bomb inside, I swear. She never told me she would try killing the people inside, either. Heck, the moment I found out it was a bomb, I tried my hardest to save anyone I could. You have to believe me, please!"

"I want to believe you" Spoke the man as we paced around the room, right in front of Turbine "I know carrying this investigation is useless. There is no evidence, no clues...no leads." The person paused and placed his hands behind his back "All we have is witnesses saying how a blue rodent stepped into the blacksmith shop with a crate, minutes before the explosion. Turbine... we can put you in the scene. This lady you are talking about..." The man shake his head "I cannot tell my superiors about a being only YOU saw."

The man approached Turbine slowly "You are to be executed for sabotaging the home base. The only thing keeping us from giving you the rope to hang yourself is the blacksmith; who killed him? There was only one gun in the room, and it was not even fired once. You need to think of ways to help me-- anything... or else..."

The man sighted

"I'm afraid we are going to have to make an example of you...."

"That wasn't me!" Turbine cried. "Investigate my suit, it doesn't even HAVE guns installed. The person who shot the blacksmith is the same person who shot the person I tried desperately to save just to show I'm not a bad person, the same person who offered me the Aavos." Turbine was trying to remember what she looked like. "I... I don't think I actually saw the women's face. She was wearing a hood. She was likely the shifty type, which is how she could flee the scene so easily without being caught. And how do you explain me and my suit trying to cover that one person from the blast? Can you think of ANY other reason why I would be on top of someone during a bomb?"

The man continued to pace in front of Turbine "You had had no guns on you, but that does not mean you weren't involved. Turbine-- that's your name, right? We can put you in the scene. We KNOW you were there, and a witness said you were the one who brought the package. I'm sorry, but this isn't looking good for you. My hands are tied here." The man sighed loudly "If you really don't have any information left, You..."

The man headed for the door and unlocked the knob "I am afraid chances are we are going to have to terminate your stay at the Home Base." The man left the room, and Turbine. He was now alone with his thoughts. What else could he do to prove he wasn't involved at all. Rei was his only alibi... that girl-- if he could somehow convince her to speak on his behalf, maybe his life could be spared!

((Don't worry, Trubine. Your character won't die unless you give me permission too.
Now, if you are able to convince the player of Rei, and her character speaks on your behalf to the authorities, you'll be freed. Else.... well.))

OOC: Sure. I'll try to convince Rei. What could possibly go wrong?

"Yes! I was their! Yes! I handled the package! No I didn't know what was in it! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!!!" Turbine fell over in his chair right before the person left. Turbine started to cry right now. "I don't want to die," he said. "I didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted some Aavos. I didn't plan for the blacksmith shop to be destroyed. All I did was deliver the box. ...Isn't there anyone who can help me?"

((That is if you are able to contact her. If not-- we'll think of some other 'prison-break' plan xD))

Turbine was alone yet again, but this time it felt that there was only one way he would get out of this one; his life taken away from him against his will. He had only one glimpse of hope, and that was to wait for Rei to have a bit of mercy on this poor, young rodent. . . .

Maybe it was a good time to think about what got him into all this. Was it for his greed? Was it for his lack of experience on this world? It was hard to tell. But truth is he would never be able to grow if he died in that chair.

The room was silent, as it had been for about a couple of hours or so. Turbine was more thirsty, tired and scared than he was when he fist came in. How could it get any worse? Well, this was all about to change. In a couple of seconds Turbine watched how the darkness filled the room -- lights going down and fusible box exploding! The door that held him prisoner suddenly bursted open. Would he take the chance to get away? First of all-- he had to take off the wristbands that held him up on that chair. Secondly, he should go find his suit. And finally-- get the hell away from this place... or die trying.

"Check the rooms! Find and lock the prisoners manually! Move--" A guard was heading towards Turbine's cell to look for him. He had to think of something, fast.

"Ugh, where's Rei?" Turbine asked himself before the whole thing went down. "I saved her life and she's just going to let me die?" And that's when the explosion happened and the door to Turbine's cell unlocked. There was just one problem... Turbine was STILL strapped to a chair. Turbine tried picking the rope off with his tail, but that would take forever. There were no blades in the room. There was NOTHING in the room Turbine could use to break free. ...But mayhap... He could trick the guards instead.

"AHHH! MAD BOMBER! HELP! SOMEONE'S TRYING TO KILL ME!" He waited for a guard to show up and tried to plea to him. "HELP ME! A MAD BOMBER TRIED TO BLOW MY CELL UP, AND WHEN THAT FAILED THE CULPRIT TRIED TO SHOOT ME! HELP! I NEED TO GET TO SAFETY! HELP!" Turbine hoped the guard would have enough sympathy to untie him and help him.

OOC: UGH! The ****ing Dice System is broken! There's no reason I should get this crappy of dice roll every single time!

((*huggles the oversized rodent* What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, yes?))

The door's lock suddenly bursted open, allowing anyone to come in or out of the room. Of course, if they didn't happen to be strapped onto a chair, of course. A guard happened to be just at the other side of the room, but was unable to hear Turbine's plead. Something was going on out there. Did someone sabotaged the cells? Screams could be heard, and so were shots. There was a riot out there. Criminals making their way through the soldiers -- or were they innocent, just like Turbine?

A shadowy figure made its way into the room, and towards Tubine. A soft pair of hands rubbed his wrists, seeking for the straps -- and then something metallic and sharp ripped through them. Turbine was now free. And he could see who his hero was-- the same Woman who brought him in this mess the first place!

"Come with me. I have the feeling you are more resourceful than I thought." The woman smirked evily, holding a dagger tightly in her hand. "We should go get your things, and ditch this place."

Would Turbine fall for this again!? .. but.. what other options did he truly had?

"Aww thanks for the help mister..." Turbine started before he saw who saved him. "You!? No! Not you! Anyone but you! Guards! GUARDS! COME QUICK! KILLER! FRAMER! HELP!!!" Turbine was NOT going to trust her again, not after what she did.

The woman smirked as a very small, but deadly-sharp dagger arised from underneath her wrist. It seemed like a very delicate mechanic that would allow for a quick take-down. "Quiet now, Turbine. Or I be forced to cut your tongue out. And then some." She awaited for Turbine to give her a chance to speak, and explained her reasons swiftly

"You are a criminal to The Home Base, and a soon-to-be fugitive. They will hunt you down, or hire assassins like myself to do the work. Do you want to die? If not, you better come with me. There is no way of cleaning your slate. However, my boss is willing to make you an offer, considering how ~well~ you carried out the Blacksmith job."

The lady walked pass the Rodent as her hand caressed over her shoulder "Go get your things from the armoury. And whatever else you might find useful. Then wait for me there while I take care of some business." The lady walked out with no hesitation.

Would turbine head for the armoury and wait for her? Or perhaps take his chances to do something else? He was not a free man again. A soon-to-be dead one, but free.

Turbine walked outside to get his suit and once he was out of eyeshot... he ran. He was NOT going back to that person. "There has to be another way out," Turbine said to himself. He already knew his suit was completely destroyed, so there was no point in trying to find it. Turbine now wanted to expose the lady for her crimes. ...But who would believe him if people were too thick-headed to believe someone like Turbine wasn't capable of what happened. Turbine wanted to cry.

Turbine wanted to find SOMEONE who would help him. Maybe he could try to sneak out past the security. Turbine tries to sneak around slowly and quietly. If the woman tried to follow him any other way, she would likely be caught and executed. ...Turbine hoped anyway.

That person Turbine was interrogated by wanted to trust Turbine, but his hands were tied. Or so he said. Would he be willing to aid a fugitive in order to help him prove his innocence? Turbine's decision would force him to find evidence to prove his innocence. Would he seek this man's help, or try to keep a much lower profile, and simply try to disguise himself until Aavos forces are no longer looking for him?

First things first, Turbine needed to get out of there. And so far he was going great-- avoiding any guards that were trying to keep the situation under control. Shots could be heard, and people groaning too. Yet another bloodshed.

At the distance there was a door that was likely to lead to the outside. Would Turbine venture away, or try to seek for the man in uniform around the room? However, in order to do so he would need something to defend himself with. Perhaps he should follow the signs towards the armoury. . .

Turbine was almost to the exit when he remembered the one who tried to help him. "What is he CAN help me?" Turbine thought. That's when he decided to stop running, he wanted to find the one who tried to help. But first he would need to find the armory. Turbine eventually made his way there and noticed no one was guarding it. That's because the guards were too busy with security work to man the armory. When Turbine made his way in, he quickly grabbed some armor and some large throwing blades, and he was ready to defend himself if needed. ...But he still needed to find him.

Turbine managed to get to the armoury safe and sound; and now he was armed, which made him a danger for both criminals and guards. He had to keep a low profile if he really wanted to avoid confrontation.

Voices could be heard from across the hall. The language they spoke was alien for Turbine. Where this people dangerous? Would he choose to hide, or confront them directly? Maybe these people were innocent, just like him. It sounded like a group though.

Time was ticking, and Turbine would have to make a decision soon.

(( Roll a 1d10 to hide, or roll an attack dice +3 for first strike ))

The three individuals soon made their way into the room. They seemed to be seeking for something. Weapons? Armour? Else, what could it be?

"Who are they?" Turbine asked himself. "I don't trust them." Turbine decided to hide from them. He didn't know who they were, but they looked dangerous. Turbine had some pretty decent places to hide, so it didn't take him long to do so. He just wished his hiding spot was good enough.

The aliens began scanning the place up, looking for something specific, apparently. Since they didn't seem to be interested in any of the armour or weapons available. The gunshots decreased little by little. Seems like lines have been made. Only the strong enough to kill, and wise enough to hide have survived. . . for now.

Turbine was wise enough to know facing an entire group on his own was suicide. Lucky for him, the aliens found what they were looking for before they searched where he was hiding. They seemed happy about their find. Whatever it was-- it could've been Turbines. No more though.

Now with the are clean, it was a good time to search for this officer. Or was it? Seems like he himself walked right into the armoury, holding onto his side. A wound? There was no visible blood though.

He is armed, so startling him might not be such a good idea

"F-fuck.... They...took it... Dammit...!"

"Phew," Turbine said as the aliens passed. Turbine was still close to the armory, so he could see the one he was looking for at the time. Turbine knew he needed help, but didn't know if he wanted to go up to him. But he did want to help him. "You... Are you hurt?" Turbine asked as he got closer to him. "Please, I know you may not trust me, but I was telling you the truth. I was framed by someone who is now in the building. If you want, I can help you with your wound, but I want you to help me reveal the truth."