New GKND HUMANIZED RP

[Jas]

Ahahah XD Wendy! I almost forgot about him, that manly villain of manliness.

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The shortest boy of the group ironically seemed to stand out the most, as the light that shone from his antennae made him appear as a beacon in the semi-darkness of the -apparently abandoned- dock. His step was cautious as he made his way amongst his teammates' legs and his pale eyes flicked from left to right, one eyebrow slightly slanted in what appeared to be concern. A small 2x4 weapon was clutched in his tiny fist and Nebulos was silently wishing there'd be no need to use it. But by the current looks of it, the odds that they would started to increase.
The light he cast threw sharp shadows on the floor as he walked, making sure to keep close to his friends. A nervous glance was thrown in Niji's direction as she picked up one of the abandoned weapons on the floor. His mouth dropped into and almost comical 'o' as he beheld it, before his gaze trailed back to the main gate. "I ... They-they should be right here ... on duty." he said, his silent voice echoing through the metal construction of the space station. The volume of it almost seemed to startle him a little and he blinked a few times, letting his gaze wander across the ceiling, which was partly concealed in shadows.

Barely had Niji retrieved the weapons from the floor, or one of them was removed from her hand. Not harsh or rude, but swift and efficient. A gloved hand brought the weapon to a particularly stony face. Intent green eyes wandered across the item, revealing absolutely nothing as it was being examined. One could think he was reading everything there was to know in it, revealing every secret known to the universe, or possibly that didn't have the slightest clue what it even was.
After a brief visual examination, Masurao inclined his head just slightly and moved his nose across the item at an inch's distance. His eyes narrowed briefly and one eyebrow went aloft. But he did not speak. It was near impossible to tell if he had actually gained anything from this. But then again, most things he did always seemed to be shrouded in a certain aura of mystery. And it was only endorsed because the guard never bothered to explain his actions to anyone.

He dropped his arm by his side, the weapon dangling from his hand. Truth be told, the Egriadanian didn't have the first idea how the weapon was actually used or equipped. But that didn't mean it wasn't useful in other ways, which probably explained the brief examination of the item. Use your surroundings to your advantage. One of the first lessons he had ever gotten. And, in any case, pretty much everyone knew it wasn't the best idea to let a weapon lie about on turf which just oozed 'suspicion'.
Masurao's mane twitched and his head snapped to the side in an instant the second he heard a cracking noise.

"Sorry." Nebulos apologized hastily, taking a step back and revealing a shattered shard of glass upon which he had stepped. A violet blush rose to meet his cheeks and he hunched his shoulders a little. He caught the fuzzy boy's stare and his blush intensified even more, the intent gaze -as ever- making him feel like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
Masurao, however, didn't say anything, but looked away from the shorter alien once he was assured it was him who had caused the sound and not a foe. Instead, his focus shifted beyond the team, to the corridor that lead into deeper parts of the ship. One eye narrowed slightly and he took a few steps to the front, positioning himself in front of the princess, while his eye held that utter concentration.

[Sadie]

"Well, I don't know about you, but this looks like an attack to me."

The matter-of-fact voice piped out of a smaller throat, the voice gentle but concerned as the speaker moved to retrieve one of the weapons as well. His fingers held it delicately, as if afraid of setting it off, but his real concern was on the fate of the guards, blue orbs jumping up to look at the doors inside. Tilting his head to the side, little tail flicking back and forth, Etoile Ganmade continued to carefully voice his opinion, ever tentative, as though somewhat worried that his opinion wasn't as important. "They must be really good, if they didn't set off the alarms."

"Or lucky." His little sister's words came from nearby, as she picked up a larger gun and inspected it, no doubt thinking about keeping it for herself. Her brother would never let her, but hey - that's why she wasn't asking him. "They can't be that bright if they made it look this obvious. They ripped the doors off! Obviously there's someone here!"

"True," Etoile responded quickly, watching her mess with the gun out of the corner of his eyes. "But it's a good idea to assume that they're smart, rather than assume they're dumb. We'll play smarter ourselves that way."

Considering that for a moment, the girl nodded, and grinned as she flicked a switch, readying the gun for firing. Given her telekinetic abilities, and the training she had for physical combat, she probably didn't need it. But shooting a firearm was so much fun. Flicking a few green locks out of her eyes, she peered inside the doors and glanced at the rest of the team, waiting.

The boy had placed his firearm back onto the ground, and stepped away from it before suddenly flicking both of his wrists, which caused a red burst to spark from his hands until they dimmed into a constant red glow, ready for using. In his later years, he would be able to command his powers without having to jump-start them with sharp movements, but he wasn't quite there yet. "So," he questioned to the team, "since we know there's probably someone in there, I think we should go in quickly but quietly. . . kinda. . . y'know, sneaky?" His voice trailed off in uncertainty as he once again doubted the value of his opinion, turning it into a question. No doubt he would have hidden behind the friends that he had chosen to stand beside if he had thought that it would do any good.

[RohaHat]

"Sneaky sounds good," came a low murmur from the purple-haired girl, stooped low to examine another fallen weapon. Picking the device up almost delicately, a strange motion for a pair of hands so large, Vibe figured out how to ready it for firing in a few short moments, rising to her feet again. The Cykrian wasn't particularly worried, but then again, she never was. Casting her darkened eyes towards the destroyed door, she spoke again, a little louder: "We should probably hurry, we don't know what they're doing, but we need to stop it as quickly as possible."

"I agree," the boyish voice of the Mombie sounded from towards the back of the group, bouncing along towards the front on the end of his tail. He only gave the scattered weapons a fleeting glance before dropping onto his feet and advancing towards the door, apparently too completely confident in his hand-to-hand combat skills to bother picking one of them up.

"SNEAKYYY!" came the squawk of the excited, blissfully oblivious bird-boy as he zoomed out of the ship, straight into Vibe's open hand as it closed around his neck. "Sneakyyyy..." came his voice again in a forced whisper as the taller girl rolled her eyes and released him, letting him drop onto the floor. "Okay I get it, I'll be quiet and sneakyyy..." Cyril's voice came out in more of a hiss than a squawk, and he crept across the broken ground on the tips of his talons.

Frowning a little at the disagreements that had already arisen, Nalo drifted safely over the broken shards of material on the ground, her tendrils lifting a few weapons to examine them, and see if she could understand any of them enough to use. But as her golden gaze travelled across the barrels and triggers, a thought hit her, and she glanced over at those who had picked up a weapon, showing them her written thoughts. "If the fully-trained guards couldn't defeat the intruders with these weapons, how much use will they be to us?"

"That's a good point," Vibe muttered, examining her weapon again, and firing a test blast at an area of ground some way away. But nothing came out of the gun, and she ran her fingers over the machine, soon determining that it was completely dead and useless. Or at least, it was for firing. Nothing was keeping her from bludgeoning an enemy over the head with the device.

[Renee]

Niji flipped the switch of the weapon that was still in her hand, and her eyes went wide slightly when she realized that it too was not working. Her gaze shifted back to the doorway worriedly, and noticed that Tala and Lester were already making their way toward the entrance, and poking their heads inside. "What do you guys see in there? Do you see any of the guards?" She asked curiously. Wanting to see for herself, and having gotten somewhat used to her guard's protective actions over time, she gently placed a hand on one of the wolf boy's shoulder blades, and floated around him, and toward the gateway to poke her head inside, looking around cautiously. "There's no one here..." She whispered to the others. "But...look." She pointed to a few sets of large footprints on the ground that led down a corridor. "I don't think these footprints belong to a kid..."

[Paula]

*running, limping, and coughing* I...HERE.....ugh.*passes out*
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Round fuzzy black ears kept twitching every five seconds, wondering if she could hear something. As of the moment, there wasn't anything that sounded suspcious, but Lunira figured that it didn't hurt to keep trying. Although the other members of Sector SUN were voicing their opinions, Lunira had barely been paying attention.

Except for a couple of times when she noticed that she was concentrating too hard. She had practically jumped into the air when Nebulos stepped on a piece of glass earlier, and later when Cyril was trying to be sneaky.

After those two instances, the small bearish girl decided to ease up on trying to listen. At least for now. Lunira had glanced up to the others for a few moments, seeing that some of them were taking a few of the weapons that were left on the floor. Then, as she caught a glimpse of Nalo's worried message, wide green eyes trailed back to the small 2x4 weapon in her own paws, wondering if her own weapon would fend off whoever was intruding.

A blond head shook from side to side in disappointment, seeing each piece of technology discarded on the floor. "That's a shame. They didn't even use it...well, except for that one. And that one. And that one. And that one waaaaaaaaaaaaay over there," she pointed to each weapon in emphasis. One probably would've questioned the Zoelin's criticism, but she was entitled to it, since she was a weapons specialist.

And the fact that there was hardly anyone around save for her teammates.

Despite the others using their abilities to create some sort of lighting in the dark area, it didn't stop her own eyes creating a soft purple light underneath that yellow fringe. The orbs glanced from side to side, now mentally counting exactly how many guns, blasters, and such were left.

"...23...24..25.."

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"Hurry up, will you?"

"I'm trying. Give me a break, jeez!"

Two figures stood behind a crouching one, all focused on the last cell in the room. Like the hallways outside, this room was completely dark, save for the small light coming from the far end. Even with the light aiding them to do their deed, it was very hard to tell exactly what the silhouttes looked like, as they all looked like one big mound from a far distance. If one were to walk in the door and peek, they probably wouldn't even be seen at all.

"Hurry up..." The first voice pressed.

"I would hurry, if you hadn't caused that distraction earlier." The second one responded, his voice oozing with annoyance.

Their plan had gone down without a hitch. There was nothing in their way when it was time to strike, and as far as they knew, the plan was all going accordingly.

Except for when the guards came at them. And when the door didn't budge for the first five minutes. And when they had to resort to using the Super-Secret-Weapon that their leader had specifically said would only work once.

Other than that, the whole intrusion went perfectly fine.

A third voice, different than the other two as it sounded feminine, spoke to the second voice. "Look it at this way, while he's working you can work on that laugh."

The second voice, if one could actually see his face, beamed proudly. "I have been practicing." A clear came from his throat while the first voice muttered something to himself. "Mi-mi-mi-mi-meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

"Get on with it, Jilot."

"Jilot" huffed, but began his new laugh. "Tee hee-hee-hee." Silence passed among the three, and even the first voice had even stopped what he was doing, possibly to look at Jilot. "Well?"

The other two figures looked at each other, before hissing-like laughter escaped from them. "Really?" The feminine one asked? "Y-y-you--" She couldn't even finish her sentence as her hiss-giggles kept interuppting her.

"Aw, come on Kialot. It's not that funny." Jialot whined, his voice giving away his own sadness. The feminine silhoutte, or "Kialot" had only waved a hand, still laughing along with the first voice. Jilot turned his head to the other, who had gone back to his work, but his own figure was shaking from muffled laughs.

"You too, boss?" The "boss" didn't respond, for Kialot had spoke again.

"J-just try again, Ji...This time, with a little more 'TEE' than "hee"--"

"SHHHHHHHHH!" Their boss's voice lowered down an octave, shushing his female lackey. "Be quiet."

"Sorry."

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TEE-HEE-HEEEEEEEE X3

[ChyukiPastukiSuzuki]

*runs in, trips over Paula and falls* AHFAS:GLSAJKF:JASLF. *raises an arm* Here~ @_@
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“Maybe they got vaporized by some giant random ultraviolet ray or something.”

“Ultraviolet rays don’t disintegrate people.”

“But it would be awesome if they did.”

“I know right?!”

“It’d be like PYEW PYEW PYEWWWW” The two boys began making noises similar to lasers, oblivious to the serious air that had fallen over the group. The identical pair moved towards the front of the pack to examine closely the damage.

“Sup Swirly, Lester.” They spoke in unison to the two beings that they appeared beside, peeking through their fringes into the dark doorway. The soft glow of their cyan tails dimly lit the four, allowing them to see a few feet into the room.

“So Swirly, we’re thinking it was intense ultraviolet lasers that attacked the kids stationed here.” Determination was present in the boy’s unseen azure eyes. “And that’s why they’re not here. Cause they got vaporized and stuff. Pretty sweet, huh?” His purple grin widened as he waited for the girl’s reaction.

“Dengeki, I told you it’s impossible for it to be ultraviolet.” His brother interjected, rolling his violet eyes at his twin’s stupidity. He ran a webbed hand through his hair, momentarily brushing it out of his face, before letting it fall back over his eyes.

[Sadie]

“So Swirly, we’re thinking it was intense ultraviolet lasers that attacked the kids stationed here. And that’s why they’re not here. Cause they got vaporized and stuff. Pretty sweet, huh?”

"That would be sick." The girl's response dismissed all logic entirely, even after Unagi affirmed that it was impossible, for the sheer reason that it would be awesome if it were true. "'Cause then you wouldn't be able to see them as well as real lasers and so you could like vaporize them on the spot all secretly and they'd be like WOAAAAH WHERE IS THE AWESOMENESS COMING FROM."

A red-tipped tail jabbed her arm lightly, reminding her that it was time for her to be quiet. Or, since she could never achieve that, at least quieter.

"The guns don't work," Etoile told her lightly, having watched Vibe test it, and Tala immediately let out a disgusted noise and dropped it. If a gun couldn't blow someone up, it was obviously useless.

"Fine," she said loftily, lifting her hands to bring green sparks into her fingertips, watching them dance like lightning. "I can take care of them myself."

And with that, as though that decided everything, the girl marched into the darkness of the doorway without waiting for anyone else.

Letting out a frustrated noise, followed by a muttered curse word in his native tongue, Etoile broke away from Nalo and Nebulos' sides and sprinted after her, disappearing in the darkness of the hallways in front of them as he attempted to find her arrogant, overconfident form. Someone had to make sure that she didn't get herself killed.

[Jas]

Gleaming greens shifted to the side as another voice spoke up, focussing sideways on the girl as she spoke. Masurao could not deny a certain wave of alarm that washed over him as he noticed how Tala picked up a weapon that was considerably larger than the others and -even more alarmingly so- the very enthusiastic expression on her face as she held it in her hand.

Somewhat relieved the girl's brother had also noticed, Masurao's attention shifted to Nalo this time, as she held up her notepad and her message written on it. Once read, the guard regarded the weapon in his hand, silently agreeing with Vibe that the metallic girl had, indeed, a point. Not that he had been planning to use this (mainly because he didn't like to rely on weapon containing ammo which could run out, but also because he had fairly little knowledge how they were utilized) but it was indeed a point to keep in mind. Certainly, someone who was able to disarm apparently over thirty GKND operatives, was someone to regard with caution.

Upon hearing clicking noises, Masurao turned his head, locating Vibe not to far away from him, who was firing the weapon, but to no avail. He looked back at the item in his hand and -after having seen Vibe use it- pointed it to a nearby wall and pushed the correct button while squinting one eye shut, preparing himself for possible impact. But none came. Just as Vibe's, and probably all of the other 2x4s, his weapon was dead. As a double-check, the boy shook it a few times, but the soft rattling coming from the gun reassured him that it had become useless.
However, instead of tossing it away, the wolfboy equipped the weapon, fitting it securely under the belt that ran across his chest, where it clashed horribly with the rest of his rather native-looking attire.

His head shot to the side when he felt a touch and at the exact moment, Niji drifted past him, heading for the entrance where a few others were already investigating. A look crossed his face, one that suggested he did not fully agree on this idea of her going on ahead. One eyebrow aloft, Masurao quickly continued in her wake, apparently set on keeping her within a three feet distance. A small voice piping up distracted him momentarily, making his focus shift away from the princess.

"Tala, be careful!" little Nebulos said, his antennae flickering a bit in his moment of mild surprise. His hair blew a little as Etoile jogged past him, white locks dancing in the wind the Telarian caused in his hurry. The Luminarian bit his lip, apparently unsure of what to do. Rushing in there on impulse didn't seem the best first idea, but then again, he didn't want his friends to be alone in there either. He glanced up at Nalo for a second, clutching the small weapon more securely in his hands. He threw a look over his shoulder, watching his other teammates and their intentions and then seemed to make up his mind.
Picking up a steady jog, Nebulos made his way over to the ripped doors. He doubted if he would be of much use if his teammates needed physical assistance if they were suddenly under attack, but he could definitely make sure that he was there to light the way for them, and the possible dangers ahead. And he would make sure to do a fine job while he was at it.

[Renee]

Just as Niji was about to put one foot through the door, she turned around and saw Tala confidently making her way inside. "Remember, Tala. We have to be sneaky, if we alert them of our arrival they might try to do something to the guards. Oh, and be careful of the broken glass..." She said, fully concerned for her friend's shoe-less feet. Though the royal girl doubted that she was absorbing any of her advice, as Niji noticed that she was ignoring her brother's annoyed warnings. Niji also could see that her bodyguard was also on his way to the doorway, most likely to watch over her. She inhaled deeply. She had told him- gently of course- that she didn't require protection, that she was more than capable of taking care of herself, but still, when it came to her safety, Masurao had a way of insisting upon things. She finally floated through the doorway and inside. "Wow...Whoever is here sure did a number to this place..." She whispered as she looked around at the raided interior.

[Sadie]

"One," came the smug reply, first directed at the small Luminarian boy, "I'm always careful."

The voice came from the shadows - Tala's quick stride had taken her ahead of the others and it was unclear as to where in the hallways she had disappeared to. The only clue was her voice, which she had at least remembered to lower. Etoile was not far behind her, his stride faster in an attempt to catch up.

"Two," she continued, fingers extended to prepare for an attack. Green light flickered around her tips like sparks, excited and ready to strike. "Give me some credit, Princess, I know about being sneaky. It's a skill all little sisters must develo-"

Blue eyes in front of her stopped her in her tracks. Etoile had managed to locate her and was standing in front of her with his arms crossed. She would have simply walked around him, except that his eyes were conveying an emotion that she was unable to simply ignore. "Come back and stay with the group," he whispered, more of a question than an order. "Please."

Considering this quietly, the girl nodded. If it had been anyone else, she probably would have argued, but her submissiveness when it came to her brother was often astounding, considering her attitude the rest of the time. Even more surprising, she accepted, and even embraced, his hand when it found hers and curled in it, leading her quietly back to the group, which they were able to find easily due to the excessive light from their Luminarian friend.

Once they had reached the full group again, they advanced with them at the same pace, green and red tendrils of power dancing around clasped fingertips lightly. For even as they reached the group, the two Ganmade siblings continued to hold hands.

[RohaHat]

Golden eyes were growing impatient as their owner drifted at the edge of the group, as if desperate to break away and disappear into the darkness. Nalo could see clearly into the shadowed passages ahead of them, and so was completely confident, a few small tendrils moving aimlessly around her outline, ready to strike. But still she remained beside the group, hidden ears listening keenly for anything out of the ordinary.

"Don't get too cocky until you see what we're dealing with," Vibe's voice cut through like a shard of glass as she picked up on the confident emotions hanging like fine dust clouds amongst the group. Personally she was entering this mission with an open mind, but expecting the worst. The broken weapon was still held lightly at her side, and her gaze was everywhere, also fully adapted to the dark.

"Cocky? Us? Whatever gave you that idea?..." Lester muttered in response as he crossed the floor with the group, flexing his arms and cracking his joints, preparing for a fight. The twin's concept of an ultraviolet laser had been met with a few bemused comments, but he had dismissed the idea quickly, more interested in what it actually was. Behind him his tail curled and relaxed at regular intervals, coaxing the blood through the strong muscle tissue for optimum performance.

And flying above the group, his feathers dulled to a dark black for camoflauge, Cyril spun and twirled and tried to figure out what they were looking for. His tracking telepathy, directional instinct, whatever he liked to call it, was difficult to use if he didn't have a target to locate, and "scary evil villains" wasn't enough. But having learnt his lesson from Vibe's chokehold on him earlier, he kept his concerns to himself, the only sound giving away his presence being the whoosh of air as his wings sliced through it.

[Paula]

One by one, they were all entering the next room. Lunira watched the others pass by, some confident and the others in worry. She wanted to go on ahead but there was always that uncertainty of what was to come. When it seemed like almost everyone had gone on ahead, the little girl quickened her pace, trying to keep up. Only when she reached the door way did she stop, seeing a pair of yellow-tipped tails off to the side.

"58...59.."

"Zoelin?"

"Yeah?"

"Come on, everyone's going on ahead." The panda-like girl whispered, watching the taller girl now walking around the other pieces of weaponry, picking them up along the way. "We don't really need those." Zoelin lifted her head up, now regarding the younger alien with a confused expression.

"Sooooooo, I can't take them?"

"No." Lunira looked back towards the next room, seeing that they hadn't gone off too far, although the darkness made it a little hard to tell. She wanted to keep up with the group, but at the same time, she didn't want to leave anyone behind. Just as she turned her head to look back towards Zoelin, Lunira found herself hoisted up in the air and planted on a blond head.

"Okay, let's go. You be the ears, and I'll be the eyes."

Lunira nodded, a smile replacing her curious frown as the two quickly came upon the others. "Did you put them back?"

"Uh....hey lookit, there's a computer." Zoelin changed the subject as she stuffed a broken weapon deeper in her pocket. Sure enough, off to the side there were a few computers that were all turned off. They might've been broken, just to go along with all of the other displaced and torn apart items in the room.

Trying to be careful so she wouldn't step on anything, Zoelin crept her way over to the long counter of computers, now seeing that some of them were indeed broken; the monitors cracked and punched in.

"These must've been what they used to keep an eye on the prisoners," Lunira whispered softly, peering over the girl's head. "Hey, what are you doing?" She asked Zoelin, who was now preocccupied with another computer, one that seemed fine.

She peered at the keyboard, picking it up with both hands to inspect it closer. "Just trying to see if this works, that's all."

[Jas]

SNNNNEAAAKKYYYYY...

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Walking dutifully in front of princess Niji, the fuzzy boy kept up a steady, confident pace. Not too fast, not too slow. Since he wasn't a nocturnal creature, he couldn't see what was up ahead, using solely the walking light source that was Nebulos to see the path. His mane twitched every now and then and so did his nose, as he decided to rely on his other senses now his vision had become limited. The darkness around them seemed vast and it was impossible to see where anything began or ended. But this did not frighten him. No one was afraid of the dark itself. But of the things that are inside the dark. Which were usually figments of vivid imagination, but now, Masurao knew, there could be real things lingering in the dark. But he kept his calm and serenity. Fear for the unknown would only block out his senses or make him believe things were there when they were not. There was no reason to panic just yet.
Occasionally, he rested a green eye upon the levitating metallic girl at the side of the group, who -he knew- had the ability to see in the dark. As long as she didn't seem startled, there was less reason to worry at the particular moment.

His gaze snapped to the front when he saw something there and he narrowed them instantly. However, there seemed to be not an immediate threat as it was merely the glow emitting from Tala and Etoile's clasped hands as they advanced towards them. The stoic boy uttered a committal noise from his throat, apparently not approving of their temporary separation from the group, but he didn't comment, leaving it merely at this noise which the others were free to interpret any way they liked to.
Nebulos, however, uttered a sigh which obviously represented naught but relief as the Telarian siblings joined the group again. A smile spread upon his blue features, illuminated by his antennae for all to see.

"Things are just better when we're together..." he whispered, not entirely being clear if he said this to his friends or to himself. It was probably both. As he had said these words, a thoughtful look crossed his face. He stood there for a minute, staring out in front of him. He then turned his head, lowering the tiny weapon at his side.
" ... Lunira?" he called out into the darkness. His small voice echoed off the walls, which startled him a little and send a faint blush to his cheek in embarrassment. "Lunira?" he said again, his voice much quieter this time. Even though his antennae shed plenty of light to illuminate the area at a seven feet radius, it did not manage to throw light upon the face of his fuzzy friend. He could have sworn she had been just behind him. His bright light was thrown upon the taller aliens' legs, but she wasn't anywhere behind them. An anxious look appeared on his face and he clenched the 2x4 tighter in his little fist. "Where are you?" he whispered again, throwing concerned glances from left to right. Guilt started to bubble up inside him, mentally scolding himself for having been temporarily distracted. They were the squirts afterall, and seemed to have an unspoken pact of looking out for one another. Cyril was a little easier to keep track of, given the sound of his wings and the occasional feather swirling down from the sky. But he didn't see Lunira anywhere. Looking even more anxious than before, the Luminarian advanced to the back of the group, hoping to find his little friend there.

[Paula]

Still perched on her head, Lunira watched Zoelin turn the keyboard this way and that. Well, she saw most of what she could see, given the limited lighting that was coming from the latter's eyes. Every once or so, she would look over her own shoulder, towards the faint glow coming from their group, trying to make sure that they wouldn't be left behind. However, when she did turn back to what the girl was doing, the small Ursa's eyes widened.

"Zo!" She half-whispered, half-yelled. The gil in questioned paused, her hands keeping the keyboard in a firm grip as she was in mid-motion, ready to strike the keyboard onto the counter.

"....yes?" She asked slowly.

"Don't do that." Lunira's voice came out muffled, since her mouth was covered by her own paws as she kept her focus on the keyboard that was still in the girl's hands, which could fall at any moment. "We're supposed to be quiet."

"I was just checking." Zoelin shrugged, putting the board back down on the counter. "It's not like I couldn't do that quietly..." But before she could listen to the blonde's further explaination, Lunira's attention was diverted. Turning her head back around, looking over her shoulder, she heard her name being called. Not only that, but he sounded very worried as well as probably anxious.

Whispering back, she called out, "Nebulos, I'm over here." It may have been a stretch, but she wondered if he had heard her. Probably not, but the growing white light that was coming near them somewhat reassured her. Giving another glance towards Zoelin--who seemed to now be interested in the computer's monitor itself, she crawled down onto the floor.

As she felt the girl crawling off of her, probably to attend to something else, the gerbil-equse girl stared at the monitor. She titled her head from this way and that in a motion to further study it, but gained nothing from the results. Finally, as glowing lavender orbs became slits in annoyance, she turned her attention back to the keyboard.

Though it might've been better to stay along with the group, Zoelin did want to see if the thing actually worked. Which is what she found out when she tried to pry the thing away from the computer, resulting in a low electrical humming sound. Jumping a bit at the noise, Zoelin turned her head to make sure if no one had heard it, for it certainly felt loud to her.

[Renee]

Two reptile-like teenagers walked up to a large iron door completely covered in large thick chains. Clearly whatever was in there was definitely worth stealing.

"...It's locked." The scaly teen on the right said, crossing her arms slightly irritated. They went through all of this trouble just to find a locked door.

The other rolled his eyes, "Really? Was-Was it the giant padlock and 'top secret' sign that gave it away?" He remarked sarcastically, flicking his tail as he did so.

His comrade dropped his arms at her sides in a huff, "Hey! Don't cop and attitude with me!" She whispered harshly, though she had no idea as to why she was doing it. There was no one but themselves around. It took awhile for them to make sure of that. "I'm just sayin' that maybe this whole thing was a waste of--"

Another reptile looking teenager came running toward them, he dragged a large bag filled with dangerous artillery. "I'VE GOOOOT THEM!!" He piped happily, coming to a stop in front of his more serious teammates. "So did you open the vault Wendy?" He asked.

Wendy folded his arms and took a deep breath, "Does it look open to you?" He asked dryly. "Why don't you go sit in a corner over there while we crack this baby open, would ya Jilot?" He suggested, nodded over to an empty corner.

Jilot pouted and looked over to the other boy who's features had aggrivation written all over it. "Are you absolutely positively, sure you don't need my help, Kialot?"

Kialot glanced at the wall, "We're absolutely sure, Jilot, now go." She gave him a shove. "We'll never get any respect in the villain world with this guy..." She muttered to himself.
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Colorful glowing swirls of light swirled around the princess' body as she floated on, the lights she used weren't as bright as say her short blue friend, but they were sufficient enough so that she can see the people and things around her. "Gee, I wonder where these intruders could be?" She asked herself, quietly. She glanced down at the weapon still clutched in her hand, she didn't plan on using it herself, for her, it served as a reminder that they needed to find the whereabouts of the guards before they did anything else. She sighed worriedly. Suddenly as if on cue, a pile of debris far off in a corner on the left stirred ever so slightly. Raising an eyebrow, she floated over to it to investigate. Just as she extended her hand to dig into the pile, a hand popped out of the mess causing the Orgamian to jump back startled, her hands alight with different colors just in case. "G-guys!" She waved her friends over, quickly. "There's someone here!" She pointed to the pile, and watched as whatever it was slowly began to pull theirself out. Her eyes widened when she saw who it was...

It was a kid. Judging from his uniform, it had to be one of the operatives assigned to guard this place. Rolling out of the pile, covered in cuts and bruises, and gasping for air, the officer uttered one word. "...Help."

(I hope that was okay. ^^; If not, I can always change it.)