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Post by Talon on Aug 22, 2008 20:36:17 GMT -5
What appeared to be a dark-blue jet landed on the cliff, several legs popping out of the bottom to support the parked ship. The bottom-back of the ship opened up, allowing a platform to lower down. On said platform was a myriad of large metal crates, amongst them a lithe humanoid creature wearing an almost rubbery black suit. Its head was mostly featureless, bearing only a pair of bright, orchid-colored eyes and a single 'ponytail' of dark-blue hair. The skin covering the head and the skinny, three-fingered hands was a rough gray-blue color. It held what appeared to be a clipboard of sorts, but being metalline instead of wood, and had multiple 'holo-screens' hovering above it.
It stood there for another five minutes, then muttered in surprisingly good English,
"O'Malley's not one to be late..."
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Post by Fredrex00 on Aug 22, 2008 20:39:32 GMT -5
From the sky, Ubelgeist drops to earth. He lands close to the position of Juralsca and he looks towards the ship. Ubelgeist then trudges his way to the person, his heavy weight crushing a few rocks as he walks.
The machine towers ove the creature. He looks down and says, "I'm Ubelgeist. O'Mally sent me here to get parts from a man named Juralsca. Are you that person?"
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Post by Talon on Aug 22, 2008 20:44:15 GMT -5
The humanoid casually looked up and nodded.
"Yeep, you look like someone who'd know him. Identification code on the lines." He replied, handing Ubel the 'clipboard'.
"I don't know what he's got planned this time, eh, but there's a hell of a lotta parts here... most of them bein' weapons." He muttered.
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Post by Fredrex00 on Aug 22, 2008 20:59:43 GMT -5
Ubelgeist picks up the clipboard with his three fingers. He looks and scans the text fast. At the "Sign Here" space, the takes a pen from the side of the clip board and writes "Ubelgiest."
He hands the clip board back to Juralsca, hoping to not break it. "Sorry for the bad writing...stupid thing doesn't work..." he mutters.
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Post by Talon on Aug 22, 2008 21:03:21 GMT -5
"S'alright, eh, so long as I get paid..." He mutters in response.
The platform detached from its joints, hovering off of the ground.
"Here ya go, man." He stated, compressing the clipboard into a small square.
He hopped back into the area where the platform came out, then dissapeared as the open hole sealed up by intersecting plates of metal. With that, the ship took off, acheiving light-speed in a few moments.
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Post by Fredrex00 on Aug 22, 2008 21:08:56 GMT -5
Ubelgeist looks at the platform, seeing the dozens of crates that lay ontop of it. He then puts one hand under the platform, muttering, "I'm not dragging this thing all the way there."
The grunts, lifting up the entire platform with one hand. He holds it in the air, and his thrusters ignite. He hovers on the ground, dirt kicking up and blowing away.
"This will be MUCH easier..." Ubelgeist chuckles and the flies off toward the Fort once more.
((End thread?))
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Post by Talon on Aug 22, 2008 21:14:19 GMT -5
((End thread))
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