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[automatousmarionette]

Rescue Party // @red-return-key @zombiemacarena

She knew that her instincts weren't lying, bu still preserved hope that maybe he would return. However, she couldnt sit at her place idly and decided to move to that very timeline to help Red out with searching for Dave. 

Moving to her walk in closet and accessing a panel she had built in, she watched as hidden doors skittered aside for her to look at her equipment, as well as a battle body readily available. However, she wasn’t looking for that, as much as putting some boxes of ammunition in her bag and pulling out a sheathed katana. The android put it on her back, the magnetic forces keeping it suspended just an inch away from her back, something she herself had built in.

As she left the closet, Rosa moved to speak with Zero briefly, telling them that she might be gone for a day or so, depending on the severity of the situation. But she gave a reassuring smile and a pat on the laptop, perhaps more for herself than for Zero. She still needed to pack a med kit, in case something had happened.

After that, she started to input coordinates to the NASA HQ, having saved them from the previous trip there, having cleaned up the zombies before Red and Dave had gotten there. Just like that, she disappeared from her room and appeared in a very different timeline, right in front of NASA HQ. Rosa immediately began looking around for Red.

“Red ?!”

[automatousmarionette]

Extending a virtual hand // @zero-seven-nine

Today was a slow day at work. Even if she didn’t necessarily need to, she liked to work at the bubble tea cafe, even though some days were just too slow for the poor automaton. This time though, she was busy working on a brand new laptop, running a few programs to prepare it for the new AI friend she had made.

Once she was done with her shift, she packed her stuff and went straight home, grabbing a huge bag with all kinds of things, cords, adapters, tools, you name it. Rosa tampered with her watch transportalizer and entered the coordinates she had calculated, along with the latitude and longitude coordinates given by Zero themselves. Just like that, she disappeared from her room and appeared somewhere else. It was a bit dark, so the android blinked quickly, activating her eyes to glow strongly in a light blue color. 

The area around her definitely reeked of decade long dust...

[yaremanumitter]

The Great Fall

@carnifexgage // @tatteredguise

Dirk woke up this very early morning with unease. It had been a while since one of his solo missions of trying to get their attention enough for them to send someone who could potentially fill Dirk in about some inner TOAU things through potential torture. Unless they were willing to give up information without much resistance. But in any case, today was the day he was to set out on yet another mission of that kind, slowly moving to get up from his bed.

It didn’t take long for him to set out, only dressing up in rather casual clothes and not bothering to wear special equipment, even if Seb had told him not to go out without it. He couldn’t let TOAU to get their hands on something like that, if things were to go south. That was one of the things that the Resistance had, technology that TOAU didn’t have, made by a genius mercenary. He had pulled his grey and blonde hair into a small pony tail, white strands falling onto his face which he slicked back the slightest and out of his eyes. 

With his trusty katana by his side, he made his way towards the nearest city. It wasn’t even 6AM, and sunlight could barely get through the thick green and grey clouds. With flashstep his journey was even shorter, making into the city and, as soon as he could, journeying up a building by climbing windows and pipes, up to the rooftops. Once he was up, he ran across the rooftops with ease. He might have looked like he had aged quite a lot, but his body carried him with ease, rolling upon landing and leaping across gaps.

He stopped, peering down at the quiet streets, lips pulled into a frown. He felt anxious. Something was off and everything in his mind was telling him to turn back, maybe this mission wasn’t worth the risk. His left hand pulled tighter around the sheathe of his katana, his body tense and expecting anything to come at him suddenly. Like a pulled back spring, ready to leap.

The city seemed just too quiet... 

[lee-seunqri]

{ a visit }

The rhythm of the heart monitor's 'beep' was the only thing reminding him he was still alive. The doctors and the nurses kept rushing in and out of the room, not letting out a single sound while checking his health record. Soon Seungri’s feeling of being invisible was replaced by the thought he actually died a few days ago and now his ghost was haunting the hospital. The heavy smell of sanitiser was everywhere- in his messy hair, the cup of water he was sipping on, his panda pattern pajamas. The sheets underneath Ri were too warm and sweaty, sticking onto his bare skin. Seungri really hated all of this. Doing nothing else but laying down all day was the worst kind of torture for an active person like the maknae himself. And as time passed his head started filling with worrying thoughts. Where is his family? Why did hyungs forget so easily about him? Why is he still in the hospital? The last one sent shivers down the male's spine. His eyes travelled across the plain room, stopping for a second on each one of the odd machines. You don’t need to be a doctor to understand the state of Ri’s health, judging by the big, black monitor, beeping steadily and the blood bank connected to his hand. Suddenly the door squeaked open, snapping him from his thoughts and revealing a familiar face.  

'Hyung.' Seungri smiled brightly and sat up in the hospital bed