Cαɴ'т ѕтop, woɴ'т ѕтop (Crim)

[pipintan]

(Which one do you want to play as? c: )

She hums quietly, enjoying this, before pressing a finger to her ear and nodding slightly to herself. She flicks the switch, a light green barrier appearing around the ship and her, before flicking the switch for auto pilot. She leans back against the chair, grunting as she stretches. "Well then soldier, I'm sure they'll be pleased to have someone like you back; people have been rowdy lately, causing a bit of a stir," she says, pressing her foot against the button to keep in contact with him.

[CrimsonMoon]

(Second in command? X3)

Corvo frowns faintly," We can't have that.."

[pipintan]

(Gotcha!)

"Exactly, which is why they'll need you to be back soo-" She cuts off, pressing her finger against her ear again, nodding to herself. "Alright, Heather says we'll be arriving at the base soon, approximately 5 minutes from how fast we're going," she says, sitting up and growing serious. She flicks off the autopilot and veers sharply to the left. Indeed, a gray speck was slowly growing to become the large military base. "Get ready soldier, we're coming in!" She whoops, stamping on the gas pedal.

[CrimsonMoon]

He sighs and closes his eyes, allowing the ship to accelerate more on autopilot. He leans back and coughs

[pipintan]

"Aw, come on, soldier," comes her crackled voice from his microphone. "Have some fun!"

The base shines proudly, as it sits 100,000,000 miles away from the sun - a little bit farther than the old Earth had sat around 900 years ago in its old galaxy.  It is a light gray color, looking like an airstrip: little specks - the runway designators- are bouncing around on the surface, waving bright orange lights rapidly, as other ships descend onto the platform, and once the two got closer to the platform, tether-cords could be spotted on the designators waists.  Every single spot where a ship lands, there is an outline of a circle.  Once the ship lands, a small bubble forms around the ship and circle and a green laser checks the ship for anything harmful or any person who would be considered a threat.  If the person or thing inside the ship passes the "test," the ship lowers to the main hull of the base.  However, if they do not pass the "test," the faint outline of the circle will flash red and disintegrate the ship and its hulls. 

She eases up on the steering wheel, taking her foot off the gas and pressing it on the brake.  The ship slows down, lightly and perfectly aligning within a designated spot, almost like she actually could see...  The bubble forms around her and she leans back, putting her hands behind her back, not worrying about anything.  Just as quickly as the bubble formed, the green laser scans the contents of her ship, and she passes through. 

"See you on the flip side, soldier!"  She says into the microphone, before she disconnects from him.

[CrimsonMoon]

He begins to speak but by then she had already hung up. He sighs as the ship is landed for him by the autopilot and almost sprints out of the cramped space, shuddering as he lands awkwardly on the ground, myscles shrieking to be worked-

[pipintan]

A wrinkled hand seems to pull out of nowhere, as he sprints from the cockpit. "Ho there soldier, calm your horses," comes a deep rumble. The captain stands in front of him, looking amused, his white mustache twitching slightly. He is an old man, looking around the age of eighty, though he still has the aura of a young man around him. He wears a crisp, light blue uniform, badges littering the left side of his chest, and black suede shoes. His hair is bright white and combed back, not a piece out of place, and his eyes are a shocking bright green. He has the air of an old grandfather, looking down at one of his favorite grandsons. "I here that you have had some trouble with aliens," he says, taking his hands off of Corvo's shoulders, and putting them behind his back. "Why don't you tell my second-in-command all about it, I'm sure it is a most fantastic story..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Sir, I would prefer to tell you instead," he says through slightly gritted teeth, he tried to stay at attention but his twitching form gave away his need to move. His yellow eyes seeming to burn with energy

[pipintan]

The smile turns gentle, almost sadly. "Soldier, as much as I would love to hear it myself, the wife won't let me out of her sight, unless I'm heading to the doctor," he says and despite his harsh tone, his eyes crinkle at the thought of his wife. He clears his throat, not looking an inch of shame, before continuing, "I can ask Cybele if she can come with you, if you're too worried to go alone." Without waiting for his reply, he grabs a transmitter from his pocket and punches in a number. "Ho Cybele, you're needed here." The sound of feet slapping against the ground echoes around the base, as the blind woman who saved Crovo appears.

"You called?" She asks, jogging up to him.

[CrimsonMoon]

Corvo twitches impatiently, to the extent of shuffling. His bright eyes flicker to hers," Captain, permission to excersize before meeting the second-in-command? I need to work out... Stress," he almost begs, eyes twitching

[pipintan]

Cybele turns to him, looking as amused as the captain. "What, are you trying to get rid of me?" She teases, putting her hands on her hips.

"Cybele..." The captain warns, raising an eyebrow, before turning towards Corvo, "permission granted. If you're OK with it, Cybele will come with you. You may dismiss her whenever you get tired of her." He gives him a weary smile, before saluting the two, Cybele saluting back, and walking off.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yes Captain- sorry Captain," He salutes and literally sprints off, slamming through the halls like a rocket as he makes his way toward the gymnasium wing of the station

[pipintan]

"H-hey! Wait up for me!" She yells, sprinting after him. She is far behind him, having to dodge around people walking towards the mess hall. Cybele has to suck in air, her head thumping from the sudden sprint. Black dots pop in her eyes. "S-soldier-! Wait up, will you? There's no need t-to be so hasty!" She yells up to him, her voice croaking.

[CrimsonMoon]

He pauses long enough for her to catch up, not even looking up as he scoops her up, almost like a princess and merely sprints the rest of the way, not even stopping until they reached the wing. He looks down at her awkwardly, barely out of breath

[pipintan]

She lets out a yelp, almost jumping out of his arms she is so surprised. When he finally stops, she raises an eyebrow at him. "Next time, could you tell me when you're going to do that," she mumbles, struggling out of his arms. Cybele falls to the ground, letting out an oomph, as she lands awkwardly on her hands and knees. She gets to her feet slowly, holding her arms out, almost toppling over again.

[CrimsonMoon]

He catches her again, careful not to squash her," I need more excersize, more weight," he murmurs

[pipintan]

She huffs at him, pushing his arms off of her. "Obviously, though I'm not some rag doll you can throw around!" She crosses her hands over her chest, frowning at him, before continuing, "I can walk on my own, Heather has my back, I don't need to be treated like a princess..."

[CrimsonMoon]

" I wasn't treating you like a princess-" he points out," more like a dead weight," he smirks playfully and ruffles her hair. He walks in an instantly goes to the nearest vacant room, adjusting the gravity in teh room to nearly three times the weight of Earth's gravitational force

[pipintan]

She lets out an irritated grunt, as he ruffles her hair. "Geez, you really don't know how to treat a girl," she mutters, following after him. As she enters the room, she almost collapses on the ground again. Gritting her teeth, she tries to shake off the sudden gravity change. "Yo-you don't feel this?" She gasps, sweat glistening on her brow.

[CrimsonMoon]

" I feel it, but as a soldier engineered for constant combat, I was made to rip across difficult terrains and get to a target with the most amount of success... And carnage for the enemy," he looks at her and murmurs," Maybe you should wait outside?"