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"Well... shit.... Rand... explosives... fire.... what to do first... ummm... can't get any where... goddamnit Rand, ya fuckin goof... holy shit..."

Vandal swore vehemntly as another fireball began falling towards them. In stinctively, his eyes flashed silver as he erected a hasty shield over those still on the ground. The fireball crashed against it, silver light flaring where the impact occured. Vandal dropped to one knee, with his loudest curse yet.

"Holy fucking shit icy! Make that thing strong enough did ya? I think I just popped a vertebrae!" A cascade of sparks drifted down on all sides of them for a few seconds. "Alright Icy, gimme the word and I'll put that thing of yours down to the ground." The WoP took that moment to swoop dangerously low to the ground in Rand's quest to punish the class traitors, one leg scraping across the top of the building where everyone slept, the noice enough to wake the dead.

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Mad is enjoying himself. Immensely.

As he looks about him, grinning his familiar wolf's grin, he can't help but think he'd forgotten something or other, but just couldn't put his finger on it.

in the middle of the madness and chaos around him, mad stops still for a second, in his element, with the tune of Dischord whizzing through his head, in tune to the carnage outside it. he took a moment to dance along in the burning wheat and...

"Dischord! Shit!"

without missing another beat, the red-haired runescribe is off, bolting through the flames around the run-down old farmhouse, and rushing through the smouldering building, and crashing into Ezelek

"Ow! watch where you ae fucking running asshole!" his grey haired companion shouts.

"oh yeah, i should rescue Ez too...forgot about him" mad thinks a little sheepishly to himself.

"dude, get outta here. one of the expatriates just set fire to the house using a bloody big robot." Ez just looks at mad funny.

"can you repeat that? i just woke up, and i'm not sure i heard you right."

mad goes to repeat himself, but gets interrupted. "never mind, you can explain it outside, it's getting kinda warm in here." and indeed it is, flames have already consumed the western half of the house, and the rest is smoking merrily.

"you go onj ahead. i gotta grab something." Mad replies, heading off towards the room where Dischord, and all the smuggler's weapons had been stored, but is stopped by Ez's hand gripping his forearm.

"are you craz...let's just get outta here! whatever it is, it's not worth burning for!" Ez corrects himself mid-sentence, realizing what he'd been about to say.

"I'm not gonna burn. let go and get outta here." Mad turns to go, but ez doesn't let go of his arm. "No way, man. i ain't letting you die in some stupid fire. those other guys were saying you've lost your runes."

The runescribe's head turns back to Ez, and there's something in that face that he hadn't seen in a long 7 years, and something he'd nhever wanted to see again. the face of Adric The Mad, the insane force of un-nature he'd travelled with so long ago, standing there, snarling at him with the same look of deranged passion and malicious DESIRE for chaos that he'd always felt uneasy about...but there was something new about it, that hadn't been there before...something a little...rawer...

"i SaiD LeT Go!" The enraged runscribe shakes his hand free of his friend's grim, and stides purposely into the flames, not once looking back.

OOC:it's up to Ez whether he follows or not, iv'e got an idea how i want to finish this bit, but i want to give other people a chance to post in between now and then. /OOC

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"Uhm, guys!?" Icy shouted. "I think everyone's forgetting that there's a shack full of explosives ON FIRE back there..."

"I haven't forgotten," snarled Vandal. "I'm just a little preoccupied with preventing fireballs from engulfing us!"

"Fine, fine! I'll try to stop the fire..."

Icy ran to the shed, ducking through the flames. "There's gotta be a hose or someth-"

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* a light flashes. burning into Riuku's eyes. then darkness followed by emense heat. Riuku feels the world turning he feels the ground underneath him burning like hot coals.*
*falling blindly*This feeling... I know it from the past its almoast like when...
*he opens his eyes seeing he was only out for a few seconds. he jumps to his feet and checks his pockets. he feels the pin and pulls out the gernade, from a soldier he had shot. a life never to be seen again.now would help him.*

OVER HERE!

*riuku runs to the edge of the fire. the others join him.*

we'll only have a few seconds so get ready to run.

*riuku pulls the pin, he throws the gerenade into the flames. It explodes leaveing a temperary hole in the flames*

RUN, NOW!
*i hope icy got sumthin up his sleve*

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Wolf could barely contain his joy.It really seemed like kit had a watcher that loved to make his life intresting. Down below the chopper a giant mech seemed to be going on the rampage and if kit was correct Rand was in it. So fixated on the chance to take down Rand Wolf ignored Kit and MM talking and barely acknowledged the Pilot's confirmation to land. As the chopper began it's rapid descent wolf rummaged through the various ammunition lockers finally finding what he was looking for. Two LAW anti-tank weapons.
"What are you doing?" Wolf stopped and turned around to face Kit.
"What do you think? That whacko must have gotten ahold of one of Icy's inventions and is going on the rampage. I'm going to have to take him out before he gets near a populated area!" he snapped back.
"Wait listen I'm not sure what's going on but maybe we can calm Rand down." Kit backed up with statement with a almost visible rise of power in the air. As the chopper bucked from a explosion near the farm wolf and kit though kept their eyes on each other,watching to see the other's reaction. Calming himself down Wolf nodded.
"Yes, lets try that way first."
Seconds later the chopper landed and Wolf,Kit and MM leaped out near the burning shed. The helicopter took off almost as they were getting off leaving the three of them out in the open. Getting dropped off by a helicopter always made wolf feel naked for a few seconds. The feeling of security replaced with danger all around him. This situation was no different but for some reason he didn't feel so naked. He thought it was probably the two LAWs he had slung over his back.

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"i SaiD LeT Go!" The words hung in the air, ringing dully in his ears, blanketing over him like the heat that was quickly ascending. Dark locks, although not as dark as before - quickly becoming grey once more, fell across his face, hiding his eyes from the world, and the world from him. "I SaiD..." That look... it had been Adric the Mad again, a flash from the past. It didn't scare him, no exactly, Adric was the way he knew Madadric, this new person that he was seemed nothing more than a tatty cover for Adric, to Ezelek. "... LeT Go!" But... there had been something else, within the crazy-eyed glare that he'd been so accustomed to... Something new, something dangerous and vicious, like a wild animal that's been backed into a corner that it knows there's no escape from, except through you.

"No..." He whispered to himself, his left hand clenching into a fist. "Not yet... I'm not going to leave you here to die yet..." His head snapped up, eyes locking onto the flames that Madadric had strode through. "You're not going to die until I've paid you back, you here me!?" Crossing his arms protectively over his face, he ran through the flames, boots pounding on the floor as he raced into the backroom, where Madadric was... hand outstreched towards a guitar...

"Oh great. And here I was thinking we were getting ourselves killed for something stupid."

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It is difficult to see anything at all. the house is choked with smoke, and the heat from the fire causes Mad's eyes to weep constantly. He is also finding it hard to breath through all the smoke, as he blindly rushes through the burning house.

Well, almost blindly. Using Dischord's song as a kind of chaos geiger counter, Mad zeroes in on the guitar, struggling through the smoke and fire, and getting his clothes and hair singed in the process.

As he burst into the room, Mad sees dischord's case, sitting on the floor, and on fire. the chaotic tune in his head getting louder and more insistent.

The Runescribe rushes over to the case, ognoring the searing heat coming from the flaming wall, and burns his hand flipping over the case.

Desperation and heat covering his face with sweat, and the flames evaporating it, Mad reches for the instrument, which sits undamaged in it's case, playing itself along to the tune in Mad's head.

"Oh great. And here I was thinking we were getting ourselves killed for something stupid."

Mad stops, and turns to see his friend from long ago, standing there in the flames, panting, coughing, and sweating as Mad is.

withput a word, Mad reaches down, hesitates for a second, as the tune almost overwhelms him, then grasps the guitar.

And everything happens at once.

The heat from the fire, that had been bsorbed by the newly created weapon of musical devestation flows into Mad, and severely burns his hand. the crimson haired man cries out in pain, but doesn't let go of the guitar, and he lifts it from it's case.

In his head, Dischord sings and rages the hardest he's ever felt it, in and around and through him, feeling like ice cold shards of glass in a torrent of impossibly hot plasma.

The sheer amount of power nearly reduces the man's psyche to ashes, until he gets a grip, or more to the point, just lets go, and rides in and through the raging chaotic energy, which also flows out of him into the somewhat comparitively fragile reality surrounding.

this new surge of chaotic energy givesw the flames new life, and they flare up, even hotter, causing bot men caught in them to huddle down, Ez crawling towards the runescribe, who won't stop screaming.

then, the chaos reaches the flames licking over the weapons and munitions crates at the toher side of the room, and both men notice at the same time, as all those explosives and highly volatile weapons simultaneously explode.

"oh..."

"crap..."

From outside, any of those that have any time to notice, marvel at the large, red-tinged explosion of the old house as it goes up, but most only see it as a bright light from the corner of their eyes.

What is more readily noticed by those with powers, however, is the massive surge in chaotic energy coming from the building just before, during, and after the explosion, like someone had opened a small hole into the center of an incredibly pressurized atmosphere of random, uncontrolable energy, and then quickly slammed it shut.

Back in the explosion, Mad is flying through the air, gripping Ez's hand, and twisting and turning himself and his currently unconscious companion through the eddies and currents of the explosion.

"all i gotta do...is Ride...God, he's like a big dead weight, don't know if i can pull him..."

unable to respond and flow quickly wnough, Mad and Ez are caught in the edges of the explosion, and shot off into the night, landing in a part of the wheat fields not currently under fire.

both lying crumpled on the ground and unconscious, the unscarred guitar sitting in the mud just beyond the runescribe's hand, and singing to iself in the heavy rain.

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Fire and noise.

The sound of the robot and the chopper overhead mixed with the roaring of the flames all around him. Heat was plastered against him like a thick wrapping of plastic, sticking to his body, sweat rolling across his skin. Balls of flame still pounded down against his shield.

And then Icy ran towards the weapon's shed, moving as fast as he could. And then it was gone. Disintegrating in an instant, the fire blew out in an anoroums burst of light and sound. Icy was no where to be seen.

The chopper landed, people were vaguely recognisable disembarking from the vehicle.

And then it could be felt. Vanda;'s skin crawled, beads of cold sweat now appearing, the heat around him vanishing. Chaos. He could feel it at a distance, moving towards him, gaining in power by the instant. It could only be Discord. He knew it's feel too well. That also meant that madadric had to be inside the house.

There was a surge. The chaos bloomed like the impact of a missile against the ground. The shield above him flickered and faded, the power leaving it and wrapping around Vandal himself. The Rune of Law had taken control, flaring a bright blue white in a growing aura around him, fighting back against Discord's power, the light show brsting in the air around him as the forces of nature met with one another. Vandal could see nothing outside of the blaring lights. A growing scream of pain and rage grew from his throat, only to be amplified by the powers at war around him.

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You worry too much, you know death, you've watched it come over a thousand faces.
Burns, bullets, pain, blood its all the same, you sit back and watch as the world travels under you, nothing stands in your way.
And then she died and you had nothing to hold onto anymore.
Until you saw the truth.


"That film, why did you show it to me, I didn't want it, you knew that then didn't you?"

Fiona looked at the unmarked clump of dirt where her family lay sleeping and then at Actor. "You needed to know, call it love, call it respect, but for her and for me you had to know."

"Computer, open file Zeta2surv2306 password Delta-Tango-Omega."
A three dimensional image appeared on the formally dead monitor.

"How did you do that, I thought that power was shot through this whole area." Actor looked at the girl. "In fact I know its dead."

"Watch Actor, watch closely."

"What is it?"

"The truth, Actor, about you, me everything."


"You wanted to save me? And all this time I thought I was the one saving you.." Actor noticed that the darkness was begining to fade into the barest scrapings of the day on the horizon. "And failing again."

"It wasn't like that, it was never that, shes with me, and she remembers."

The images where in perfect colour, partially rendered in a three dimensional imnaging array, watching it made Actor feel slightly seasick as the jerks and shudderes were exagerated every second.

The girl on the table was dead, that was obvious, her skull was open to the elements, and the medical team were pulling the contents carefully out.

"Susan?" Actor was sick on the ground in front of him.

"Yes, thats her. They got her two days after she died in Saigon, you buried a homeless girl they killed and swapped." Fiona looked at Actor. "They had been watching her for a long time, and they knew what she had done. The killing, the running, they watched it all and didn't even try to stop her. They reveled in it."

"Why? Why didn't they at least try to stop her.." Actor had thought those months had been hell as he hunted her across the planet, always one step ahead of Paladin and behind her. And these, creatures had known all along.

"Because of you, and because of me Actor."


"I loved her, she was insane and I couldn't stop her but I loved her, even when she shot me and then tried to save me, I loved her."

"I remember it, she dragged you to a car and I asked, why are you smiling and you said that its the pain, its on one side of a coin, love is its opposite, its Pain that lets you know your alive.." Fionas voice was breaking away, distorted against the darkness. "And then I ran away, we never spoke again, you saw me die and then I saw for just one second that you loved me..." She began to cry, tears falling upon the already sodden ground.

"It goes like this, Pain lets you know your alive, and Love lets you know that out there in the world, everyone else is alive as well. Without you I was without love, I had nothing to hold onto. "

"They needed someone to run their logistics Actor, this organisation is enourmous, trains, choppers, guns, clones black list inventory, no-one could be trusted with it all, computers were fallable, they needed a thinking machine that could plan into the future, for whatever emergancy came up, they had her DNA already coded, her brain was scanned in hundreds of times over the years, they just had to build a shell, I told you I was fifteen, months Actor, fifteen months. I'm the third one they built in the last three years. The only stable one, the others were taken away, vivasected and studied, that room, with the children, that was were I was born Actor, grown in a vat, given this body and then told to be the brain for Hyperspaces logistics."

Actor pulls his gun out and points it at Fiona. "Bullshit, don't you dare fucking lie to me about her, of all people, don't you dare fucking try." On her forehead the barrel bumped slightly.

"I'm dying Actor. I was disconnected from the main compuer for too long, Rand was sent flying through the main networking array, I can't fix it, I'm going to die Actor."

Gun still in place Actor looked at her. Not again, jesus christ not again. "How long do you have?"


"I'm going Actor, I can feel it slipping away, back into nothingness, at least this time they won't find the brain, at least this time I will be able to rest." Her voice was distorted more now, electronically aided vocal cords failing as her body began to shut down.

"Fiona, I want you to know something.."

"I don't have anytime Actor, four hours, maybe five, its enough to take you somewhere important."

"Where."

"I'll take you to where Hyperspace buried Susan, and the failures that preceeded me. I'll let you find some peace in this world Actor, before I die. Not that I am really Alive." She muttered to herself. "There is a car out the front, I was planning on using it to escape when we met in the elevator."



"You were right, you aren't her. I loved her out of duty as a father and fear for her life from the bastard that killed her, I love you Fiona."

"I'm not alive. You can't love a thing."

"The place is called the Farm, its where they built all the clones in their army, there is this guy in charge of it called the Doctor, if you ever find him, kill him, don't hesitate."

"Who is he?"

"The father you couldn't be for me.."


Actor grabbed Fiona as she fell to the ground, her eyes, blinking furiously looked up at Actor. "I think I see now what it is to be alive Actor."

Actor just looked down at her as her blinking stopped and now he knew why she brought him here, not for his life but for her death.
And for the second time in his life Actor found he could only feel a sense of whiteness descending over his mind.

"I'll take you to where shes buried, because you need to mourn at least once for your child, even if only for a minute. You need to mourn."

"Amen Fiona.."

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Kitsune jumped out of the plane and into . . . madness.

Thick, black, oily strands of it. The sheer amount of chaos on the air was personified in Kitsune's mind. "Mad . . ." he whispered. "It could only be you." He grinned. "Good to know you're alive, you crazy old coot." Kitsune could feel the backwash of chaos through every bone in his body. He would have stumbled backwards were he not used to this from the Expatriates. As it were, he quickly helped MiaoMing out of the copter, and ran to see if anyone needed help. He noted that Vandal seemed in trouble--the man did have some sort of power connected to runes, similar to Mad's--could there be some sort of feedback from Mad's little project messing with Vandal?

Kit wished he could help Vandal, but he didn't know enough about the system behind those runes . . . if he did try to interfere, who knew what might happen?

"For all I know, we both could go boom," he muttered. "Best to let those with more experience handle him."

He stopped in front of the WoP and boggled at the gigantic red weapon of the masses. For a bit too long, as Rand's curious button-mashing ended up causing the machine to try and step on Kit.

"SHIT!" he yelled, and dove out of the way.

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A sudden burst of force shot outwards from the ex-marine. The chaos and flashes of light pushed back, enough show the man inside. A raging blue fire wreathed and enshrouded Vandal. His shirt and jacket had been shredded like so much paper, leaving him bare chested, the tops of his jeans fraying as well.

But the runes upon his body did not burn. No silvery white light shone forth from them, but instead they seemed as if they had dimmed, becoming darker than normal, more quiescent. But upon theb ack of his neck, there was the single Rune of Law, flaming like a beacon, powering pouring through it, shoving away the chaos of Discord, holding it at bay. The scream dided in Vandal's throat, his face hardening, the blue flame seeming to leek from his eyes into the air around him, some thing that had never been seen in his past usage of the runes.

He grunted, shoving with his hands, seeming to now control the shield around him, shoving it back against the chaos tat seemed drawn like a magnet to him.

"MADADRIC! YOU FUCK!!! SHUT THAT DAMN THING OFF!"

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OOC: kit, I think you may want to reconsider that post. Icy was rather TOO close to the blast. He's not really in the position to speak right now.


Rand was cursing profusely. The giant mech wasn't doing what he wanted no matter how many buttons he pushed. A military chopper had landed and people had come out. Without a doubt more running dogs had come to fight against them. One of them seemed to head towards him, away from the others. With more luck then anything else, Rand caused a camerat to zoom in near the man. He bared his teeth when he recognized Wolf with the two missile launchers on his back.

"A-HAH! The running dog finally shows his true colours" Taking a second pause from the buttonmashing Rand took the Steering stick and had the WoP move vaguely in the direction of the agent. He saw the man aim what he recognized as LAW's at him.

"Bah, explosive tools of the revolution have no secrets for me. Icy surely has something against this." He looked at all the buttons. "Now where would he have put it?"

Wolf aimed the two rocket launchers. "There's NO way I'm allowing you to wander around with that stuff you bloody murderer...Say goodnight." He fired and two rockets headed for the WoP

Rand had come to a conclusion. "Eenie, meenie myney Moe, take a sickle to the dog mumble, mumble something and you are it." He pushed a button. Two small missiles shot from the mech's chest and faultlessly struck the two projectiles Wolf fired, letting them explode harmlessly in mid air.

"MOST REVOLUTIONARY!" Rand yelled.

Wolf growled. "There's plenty where those came from psycho." He started reloading the LAW's.

He then noticed that the mech had suddenly come rather close and was looming over him. He continued reloading the launcher as quick as he could, ignoring the fact that the giant mech could unload impending doom.

Rand clenched his fists. "I shall send your masters after you, servant of the slavers." He then looked at the buttons again, feeling his bravado waver.

"hm...this one looks Proletarian"

Wolf had just finnished reloading when there was the sound of a small explosion. Wolf winced in expectation of a grisly death but then saw that the giant robot had not moved, thought it looked like some part had shot out of it. He could hear a voice coming closer though.

"Treacherouuuuus butoooooon" With a heavy thud Rand landed on him. The blow was serious enough to drive Rand into unconsciousness and piss Wolf off. This didn't improve when Rand's parachute suddenly decided this would be the time to open. With dismay Wolf noted that Rand was unarmed. Unarmed and unconscious. Unlikely he could justify killing him to any of the other Expatriates, and he could hear some of them coming.

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The soft quiet of unconsciousness is shredded as the real World comes screaming back in, clamouring at the runescribe's tortured mind, and battering at the painfully burnt and battered case of flesh he had the current misfortune to call his body.

"Owwww, fuck..."

Not far away from the clamouring demands and complaints of his body, that registered as clear and immediate agony, came Dischord's song, still playing with some force despite mad's unconscious. With blurry eyes, the runescribe looks through the rain and the smoke at the guitar, lying in the ahey mud not far away, the red, flowing runes pulsing to their own merrily calamitous tune.

"MADADRIC! YOU FUCK!!! SHUT THAT DAMN THING OFF!" The call came from some distance away, but Mad recognizes the voice as Vandal's, and after foggily chasing them around his head, mad grasps what the man is shouting at him.

"Shut it off?" Mad mumbles, "How the fuck am i supposed to do that?" He reaches for the guitar, but as his hand gets closer, dischord's song just get louder and more frenetic, as do it's effects on the surroundings.

Again, the flames leap in the air, and a deafening buzzing sound fills the ears of all those nearby, making it hard to think clearly. even the rain feels like it's falling harder.

Disconcerted, and still ignoring all the carnage and fire around him, mad sits up and looks at the guitar, thinking.

"...."

"GODDAMN IT MAD!"

"just fucking HaNG oN FoR a MiNuTe, oK?!" Mad screams into the smokey predawn, as he painfully stumbles to his feet.

The song is again picking up in his head, racing along regardless of what the runescribe desires, and he finds himself humming along, his mind racing like the metaphysical thunderclouds of Dischord in his mindscape.

"CaN'T SHuT iT oFF, CaN'T ConTRoL iT, GoTTa RoLL WiTH iT..."

Mad begins singing words out loud, but not human words, not words that belong to any language, and certainly not words that have ever before sprung from a huamn throat. the sound is at once utterly horrifying and irresistably seductive to any who hear it, which is few, in this terrible noise and smoke and fire and rain.

Then, the fires around the runescribe die down, his wounds, and those of Ez heal over, and the external interference of Dischord with the Real World is limited to the internal, to mad's mind.

The yellow-in-crimson eyes gloss over for a moment, in pure rapture at It All, and hi short song comes to a close, his face showing not the feral wolf's grin, but something different...like he'd just been let on in some sick, funny joke, and it was quite likely that he was part of the punchline.

The dirty, muddy runescribe leans over, and picks up the guitar, and while the runes flare up momentarily, there is no great outpouring of chaos as before. He swings the guitar up, resting it across his shoulder like some kind of club, or battle axe, and looks down at his companion.

"Ez, you awake? stop lying inthe dirt and get up already."

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The near overpowering force of Discords rune-fed chaos fell away, leaving Vandal's shield to push against nothing. With a gasp of breath, the energy dissipated in a rush of air and sound. Vandal fell to one knee, breathing heavily, his chest heaving like a bellows. He glanced around tiredly. The robot was grounded, staying still, an open parachute lying neaby, spread out and covering what seemed to be a squirming, cursing body. Madadric was nearby, leaning over Ezelek, who seemed to be unconcious. A few others were visible as well, none seeming to worse for wear. A few seconds it registered. One was missing. Icy.

"Oh shit, Icy... ICY! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

Vandal staggered up to one knee, cursing at his soreness. A moment later, he was loping towards the building Icy had been near, hoping the simian was still there. An hoping his fears were wrong.

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"Fuck fuck fuck FUCK!" With a feral growl wolf gave up trying to get out of under the parachute and from rand at the same time. Breathing calmly for a second wolf tried to calm down and focus like he had been trained to do. This didn't seem to be working so wolf in typical american style, tossed the play book out the window. Grabbing a handful of the parachute wolf stuck it into his mouth and began knawing and ripping at it with his teeth. Within a few seconds the tightly woven seams gave and a small hole appeared. With a yell of triumph wolf ripped the hole wide open with his hands. Standing up wolf took a quick check around. Something seemed off but everything looked the same when he first landed.
It almost felt like a charge that had been in the air had suddenly left, leaving a hole in air. But that didn't seem to matter when some guy ran by yelling "Oh shit, Icy... ICY! WHERE ARE YOU?!"

"Sounds serious,I'd better check it out. But lets go together. I don't think it would be healthy for everybody's health leaving you out here by yourself with nobody watching over you. "
Bending down wolf grabbed Rand by his ankle and dragged him along following what was probably the guy who went by Vandal but Wolf couldn't remember.

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Kit pulled himself up, muttering about insane psycopaths and never allowing them near heavy machinery.

Vandal suddenly ran by, screaming, "Oh, shit, Icy . . . ICY! WHERE ARE YOU!"

It occured to Kit that he hadn't seen the simian scientist since the explosion first went off. Considering what he knew of Icy, this didn't match up. And, regardless of Icy's opinions of Kit after the experience in Hyperspace, Icy was an Expat same as Kit. And, if finding out about Bishou's death and almost being responsible for Rand's had taught him one thing, it was that Kit would be foolish if he were to leave another Expat behind. He turned to MiaoMing, who'd also thrown herself out of the WoP's feet. "Yo, 'Ming, you heard Vandal, right?"

The catgirl nodded. "With ears like mine, I couldn't help but hear it," she said, grinning. "You're okay with helping them?"

"Whether I'm okay or not doesn't matter. He's an Expatriate, and for now, that matters more. I'm NEVER leaving an Expatriate I trusted to die. I've screwed up enough, 'Ming, I'm not gonna let Icy die because of some stupid grudge."

MiaoMing raised an eyebrow, but nodded. "That's the Kitsune I know talking."

Kit and MM caught up with Vandal, and Kit asked, "What happened to Icy? D'you think he's all right?"

"I don't know, Kit. That's what's botherin' me."

Kit blanched at the sight of the rubble. "Jeez. I'm not exactly sure even an Expat could've survived that very easily."

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Vandal grimaced, wiping a line of sweat from his right cheek, glaring at the offending pile of rubble.

"Well, let's find out..." Silver light once more glowed in Vandal's eyes, the runs dacing on his body with a sparkling silvery light once more. The debris left by the exploding shed shifted slightly, and began to move. Piece after piece, carefully so as to not collapse something any further. Larger pieces of the rubble were simply shoved away to open space and left to fall on the ground, while the smaller pieces began flinging themselves out over the field, faster and fater as motes and arcs of silver light moved within the pile. Even with the use of the power, it was slow, for fear of doing further harm to Icy were he still alive inside. Vandal could feel Kitsune beside him, the power granted to the boy via his captors long ago working in minute amounts, doing the same work. Soon a blue tail was visible, and the work was faster, the rest of the Expatriate visible in no time.


"Shit, this don't look good.... damnit Icy...."

Vandal turned back towards where the others should be.

<b>"LIFYRE! OVER HERE! NOW! I NEED A FUCKIN MEDIC!"</b>

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[ooc]This post begins shortly after Lifyre healed Rand...[/ooc]

Well at least I managed to save one of them... I just hope I didn't destroy the world in the process... Rand has alot of potential in him... Only time will tell I guess.

Amusing... I'm a Fallen. A millenia ago I would have helped Rand and nourished his powers... Now I hope to contain them...


Rand: "We cannot allow that edifice to be destroyed. I shall immediately take action."

How funny after all the destruction you bring you wish to save an insignificant building...

Mad: "Ah well.... this is bound to be interesting."

Well Rand does have a bad habit of making any thing "interesting"

...the Wrath of the Proletariat rose from the ground. then turned around it's axis, causing it to hover upside down. It still rose though, erratically moving towards the burning shed.

Icy: "What the heck? Who's using the WoP?"

Oh shit...

From the shoulder of the huge mech a dozen rockets emerged and were fired at the shed, obliterating it and the surrounding corn completely, starting other fires.

Well at least the shed isn't on fire anymore...

Icy: "Rand....no you're NOT getting in a dogfight, now come down and..."

God save us all...

"Dear God... Not again.

"Rand!" Icy shouted into his cell phone. "Please just get the hell down. There are other farms around here. Someone's going to wind up seeing you and calling the National Guard. Do you remember our last encounter with the National Guard, Rand?"

"Pfff!" Rand responded. " I slew those running dogs like... uhm, dogs!"

"Rand... We barely escaped. That was what got both of us on the FBI's ten most wanted list."

Well that certainly explains a few things... But we don't need that kind of attention

Vandal: "Well... shit.... Rand... explosives... fire.... what to do first... ummm... can't get any where... goddamnit Rand, ya fuckin goof... holy shit..."

Oh boy... everyone is starting to break... This isn't going to be pretty.

Icy: "Fine, fine! I'll try to stop the fire..."

BOOM

Shit I think it's time to get back to work... But where? Surely Icy has perished...

Vandal: "MADADRIC! YOU FUCK!!! SHUT THAT DAMN THING OFF!"

*Lifyre gets up and begins to lope towards the rest of the group. Letting the chaos song and Vandal's voice guide his steps* Damn... this is getting out of hand... I hope wolf can get Rand on the ground soon...

Vandal: "GODDAMN IT MAD!"

Mad: "just fucking HaNG oN FoR a MiNuTe, oK?!"

*Lifyre begins to run* I hope I'm not too late to late..

Scanning the scene Lifyre begins to walk towards Mad and Ez. Seeing them as the most immediately in need.* "Oh shit, Icy... ICY! WHERE ARE YOU?!" *Lifyre looks over and sees Vandal heading towards the shed...* [i]I hope they can find a body... Ah good Barg has Rand in hand, hopefully Wolf will keep him out of trouble for now.

*Lifyre is nearly behind Mad at this point* "LIFYRE! OVER HERE! NOW! I NEED A FUCKIN MEDIC!"

"Fuck!" *Lifyre grabs Mad's shoulder* "I'll be right back. Don't leave him alone. Ok? I'll take care of him." *Without waiting for a responce Lifyre sprints towards the shed*

"Where is he Vandal!?"

Vand: "Over here. I'll bring him to you"

"Hurry! We may not have time." *Vandal brings out Icy's mangled body and lays it on the ground at Lifyre's feet. Lifyre looks up.* "I need you to get me some energy food and a blanket Vandal and try to be quick about it."

*Lifyre lays his hands on Icy's head. Finding a glimmer of life Lifyre begins to nurse the flame slowly. And very gradually a green light begins to shine around Lifyre and Icy. Ever so slowly Icy's wounds begin to heal but not into the uninjured perfection that has become Lifyre's trademark. A fine web of scars can be seen under the fur where Icy's skin had been cut. Suddenly Icy's Eyes flutter open and Lifyre smiles*

"Welcome back Icy... Next time run away from the exploding shed ok?"

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"Huh? I... Where am-?"

"Welcome back Icy... Next time run away from the exploding shed ok?"

Icy remembered what had happened to him.

"Well, of course I WOULD'VE done that... If I had had the time. Anyways, what's up with these scars? And I feel kind of weak too..."

"Don't worry about that right now. We have more important things to worry about." Lifyre gestured towards the fire that surrounded them.

"Hmmm... Well, I suppose the WoP made this mess (with the help of Rand), so the WoP might as well clean it up..."

Icy got up, with effort, and hobbled over to the Wrath of the Proletariat, still standing upon the ground nearby, where it had landed after it had ejected Rand. He slowly, carefully slimbed up the mech, finally reaching the cockpit.

"Geez, what the hell did Rand DO up here? Dammit, how many times did I tell him that that's not a cup holder? And what did he do with my fuzzy dice?"

"Gambling is yet another tool of the capitalist system!" came the muffled reply from under the parachute.

"..."

Icy settled himself within the cockpit, and, within moments, the WoP had lifted off. A jet of water came out of the WoP's arm, striking the largest of the fires.

"This may take a while..."

And so Icy set to work extinguishing the flames around the farm.


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Vandal comes back, grimacing a bit when he sees the Wrath of the Proletariat off the ground once more.

"Lifyre, couldn't find any 'energy' food whatever that's suposed to be. In fact there's nothing in the way of food left around here. It all got blown up or incinerated."

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