~The Battle of the Empires~ A RP

[ThePendragon]

Im not joining this RP, I don't join RPs mainly because I'm not that imaginative, but I think this has all been very well written.

 

[member 142084]

Whatever it is, its nothing good. We need to be watchful.

"Agree'd." Theored nodded. "We will see eachother again soon. Get back quickly."

 

[member 142084]

Im not joining this RP, I don't join RPs mainly because I'm not that imaginative, but I think this has all been very well written.

Thank you- glad we have a reader

 

[member 142084]

No idea, but away from here.

"Well don't go too far, you have an appointment.... and I don't recommend we go there without my brother." Krits lay down covering his forehead.

 

[OwlLover]

"Agree'd." Theored nodded. "We will see eachother again soon. Get back quickly."

Tracker said nothing, he simply nodded at Theored before he turned around to get back to his shuttle. Something about talking to the prisoners had made him very angry; his eyes were dark and stormy, which was unusual for him.

 

[OwlLover]

"Well don't go too far, you have an appointment.... and I don't recommend we go there without my brother." Krits lay down covering his forehead.

"I won't."

 

[OwlLover]

Im not joining this RP, I don't join RPs mainly because I'm not that imaginative, but I think this has all been very well written.

Thank you

 

[member 142084]

Tracker said nothing, he simply nodded at Theored before he turned around to get back to his shuttle. Something about talking to the prisoners had made him very angry; his eyes were dark and stormy, which was unusual for him.

After tracker departed Theored whispered into the comm. "Grog keep a close eye on him, he has not yet been tested in this area.... I don't want to loose a friend."

 

[member 142084]

Nostros paced his room, he was going insane. There's to many what if's, to much waiting. Yes my greatest opportunity is before me, but now no longer in my grasp. What if, what if, what if. Augh. Nostros stormed out of his quarters and headed for the bridge. He had been flooded with all the requests, formalities, acquisitions, forms, and needs from the Terrellian Empire. On top of his trying to figure out how to save his people. Shandrak was handling the brunt of it including the delegates and over Lords. But the King has to have all knowledge of his kingdom. Fortunately all communication except for emergency transmissions were about to be cut due to the mission. Nostros entered the bridge.

"Your Highness." Mork insisted. "Are you ready?"

"Yes as soon as our cargo arrives we will leave and wait near the borders of Coracle for Nakiso. If they aren't already there."

"Most likely not, our lead wasn't very much to go on. Finding people aren't very easy."

"Strangely fate keeps clashing us together. Is Tracker in the scanner yet?"

"No, they are only 15 minutes over due."

"Is the fleet in position?"

"Yes, as far as the clues lead."

"Good." Nostros sat in the Captains chair. Centaurains don't sit so Mork always stood mid bridge. "Inform me as soon as the cargo arrives." Nostros waved a hand at one of the Techs.

"Yes my lord."

 

[member 142084]

(I just hit page 40 in Word! I also have left out a few of the dialogs.)