Polyblank
Bloody Amateur
Polibias
New York (Stupid metal blimp)
"May I ask a question?"
Polibias spoke flatly as he wrenched his claws through the metal barricade in front of them, the area seemingly sealed via command. The doors seemed like the least thick from the orkish deduction (though he had little faith in their credibility) and thus Polibias had started clawing his way through the door; his considerable strength allowing him to slowly claw through the titanium as though it was frozen butter. He turned to the madame as he reached the top of the leftmost door side.
"You.. Speak to yourself. While I find that usually your own company is the best, I've never had the urge to express it...aloud. Is there someone you are talking to?"
Polibias's tone was polite, but he had little doubt in his mind. Effective as she was, there was plenty chance that the mistress was completely mad - from her nonchalant reaction to his arrival, to her speech with the apparent warlord 'ghandi'... It would make her difficult to predict, but potentially more exploitable. Regardless, he should never rule the fact that she was working for someone else, despite how much she seemed to loathe authority.
-SCCCHCNNNNNNT-
A loud bang announced the door was no longer sealed, and with a metallic bang the once fortified upper layers of the ship were exposed to the menace of Karla and her... Unusual crew.
(apologies for the short post.)
New York (Stupid metal blimp)
"May I ask a question?"
Polibias spoke flatly as he wrenched his claws through the metal barricade in front of them, the area seemingly sealed via command. The doors seemed like the least thick from the orkish deduction (though he had little faith in their credibility) and thus Polibias had started clawing his way through the door; his considerable strength allowing him to slowly claw through the titanium as though it was frozen butter. He turned to the madame as he reached the top of the leftmost door side.
"You.. Speak to yourself. While I find that usually your own company is the best, I've never had the urge to express it...aloud. Is there someone you are talking to?"
Polibias's tone was polite, but he had little doubt in his mind. Effective as she was, there was plenty chance that the mistress was completely mad - from her nonchalant reaction to his arrival, to her speech with the apparent warlord 'ghandi'... It would make her difficult to predict, but potentially more exploitable. Regardless, he should never rule the fact that she was working for someone else, despite how much she seemed to loathe authority.
-SCCCHCNNNNNNT-
A loud bang announced the door was no longer sealed, and with a metallic bang the once fortified upper layers of the ship were exposed to the menace of Karla and her... Unusual crew.
(apologies for the short post.)