"Not a word to Erin." Jezebel said as she flipped her phone closed. She glanced back at the operator of the Terra Mascarada Nova, gave him a nod, and with that he was gone into the caves. Jezebel looked around the ledge she was placed on, than following a path up, noticed the hole to the surface. Very carefully, she slowly ascended her way. Reaching the top, she flipped open her phone, tapped the 4 key and a GPS blip showed her the destination. She took a few steps, and in the haze she could see an object starting to take form. The outlines of a ship broke through the fog. She smiled and knew, this is it, and this is the moment. Too overwhelmed with excitement, Jezebel hurried to her prize. She reached the entrance to the ship, peered around the door and caught a glance of Dtb.
"Heya D," she shouted, "how ya doin?" She walked around the door to where he was standing.
"Hey Jez, I am fine," Dtb said with surprise, and stepped towards her to give her a hug. "What brings you here now?"
Taking a step back from him, and taking a quick glance at Dtb's filthy appearance, smiling she said "I figured the sooner I got here, the faster we can catch the person who took Michael. And plus you look like you could use all the help you can," raising an eyebrow.
Dtb looking down at himself then back at Jezebel chuckled "Yeah, that pod seem s to be giving us a hassle. Michael and his excellent driving," shakes his head, "I knew I should have come back here with him."
"How is he doing?" Jezebel asked with a concern.
"He is aboard the ship, if you want to see for yourself," he motions Jezebel toward the door, "I'll go clean up a little." He smiles and follows Jezebel through the entrance way. Jezebel walked through the ship finding the control deck, knowing the ship from before. As she walked into the room, to her amazement, sat an injured Michael.
"Michael! Are you supposed to be out of bed?" Jezebel asked in astonishment.
"Stubborn ol' bastard won't listen to me and stay in it," Dtb returning from the wash room drying his hands off, "he said there's too much to do," He said sarcastically.
"Hi Jez, I'm fine stop worrying," Michael said smiling, "and D, shut up!" looking up at Dtb. Michael could hear the chuckles of the other two in the room, and gestured for a little help up.
"Still a little sore, but I'll be fine," he said, "there is too much to get done, and the sooner we get out of this location, the better I will feel," Michael said with some reassurance. "Dtb, I and the others, will finish up fixing the pod," he glances at Dtb and nods, Dtb nods back, "Good. Jez you can search for clues here on the ship, or wonder around looking on the surface," smiles at Jezebel.
"Sounds like a plan to me," she said rubbing her hands together, and smiling back at Michael. The two men collect their thoughts and wonder off the ship taking the rest of the crew with them, leaving Jezebel alone in the cockpit of the ship. Looking around at the controls, she slowly and cautiously slides herself into the drivers' seat. Wondering why and how she could ever do this to them, Jezebel pulls out the device. A device crafted for the task of destroying a ship, completely incinerating it. Setting it in her lap, she puts her hands over head in deep thought.
"I can't do this to them," she thinks to herself, "I'm just not that heartless." She takes back the device, and decides to get cracking on the case. As she was going to get up, something struck her. What if she took the ship instead? Her eyes opened, gleamed for a moment, and thought this ship would be a great sentimental trophy. With out hesitation, she flipped a switch, the door come closing shut, not even thinking twice, started the ship up. She could hear the shouts and the clanging of the hull, as she pulled the stick back, then forward a little. It lifted off abruptly, but soon she was in control. Turning it around once, to get a glimpse of the guys, hoping none were left on. She saw them all, insulting her, yelling at her. She thought to herself, "they're going to hate me," laughed, then smiled at Michael, so to say thank you for the gift, waved goodbye, turned the ship back around and left them there.
"Heya D," she shouted, "how ya doin?" She walked around the door to where he was standing.
"Hey Jez, I am fine," Dtb said with surprise, and stepped towards her to give her a hug. "What brings you here now?"
Taking a step back from him, and taking a quick glance at Dtb's filthy appearance, smiling she said "I figured the sooner I got here, the faster we can catch the person who took Michael. And plus you look like you could use all the help you can," raising an eyebrow.
Dtb looking down at himself then back at Jezebel chuckled "Yeah, that pod seem s to be giving us a hassle. Michael and his excellent driving," shakes his head, "I knew I should have come back here with him."
"How is he doing?" Jezebel asked with a concern.
"He is aboard the ship, if you want to see for yourself," he motions Jezebel toward the door, "I'll go clean up a little." He smiles and follows Jezebel through the entrance way. Jezebel walked through the ship finding the control deck, knowing the ship from before. As she walked into the room, to her amazement, sat an injured Michael.
"Michael! Are you supposed to be out of bed?" Jezebel asked in astonishment.
"Stubborn ol' bastard won't listen to me and stay in it," Dtb returning from the wash room drying his hands off, "he said there's too much to do," He said sarcastically.
"Hi Jez, I'm fine stop worrying," Michael said smiling, "and D, shut up!" looking up at Dtb. Michael could hear the chuckles of the other two in the room, and gestured for a little help up.
"Still a little sore, but I'll be fine," he said, "there is too much to get done, and the sooner we get out of this location, the better I will feel," Michael said with some reassurance. "Dtb, I and the others, will finish up fixing the pod," he glances at Dtb and nods, Dtb nods back, "Good. Jez you can search for clues here on the ship, or wonder around looking on the surface," smiles at Jezebel.
"Sounds like a plan to me," she said rubbing her hands together, and smiling back at Michael. The two men collect their thoughts and wonder off the ship taking the rest of the crew with them, leaving Jezebel alone in the cockpit of the ship. Looking around at the controls, she slowly and cautiously slides herself into the drivers' seat. Wondering why and how she could ever do this to them, Jezebel pulls out the device. A device crafted for the task of destroying a ship, completely incinerating it. Setting it in her lap, she puts her hands over head in deep thought.
"I can't do this to them," she thinks to herself, "I'm just not that heartless." She takes back the device, and decides to get cracking on the case. As she was going to get up, something struck her. What if she took the ship instead? Her eyes opened, gleamed for a moment, and thought this ship would be a great sentimental trophy. With out hesitation, she flipped a switch, the door come closing shut, not even thinking twice, started the ship up. She could hear the shouts and the clanging of the hull, as she pulled the stick back, then forward a little. It lifted off abruptly, but soon she was in control. Turning it around once, to get a glimpse of the guys, hoping none were left on. She saw them all, insulting her, yelling at her. She thought to herself, "they're going to hate me," laughed, then smiled at Michael, so to say thank you for the gift, waved goodbye, turned the ship back around and left them there.
Cya'll in-game))
