~ Fila Ramaya ~

Yang and I are wandering through the encampment of tents when a flash of light soars over us, followed by a resounding crash. A moment later, a small ship lands in front of us, and a human-selieth hybrid hops out.

"Can you two come with me? A few ships just crash-landed, and we need everyone who can to help."

"Oh, sure!" I say, stepping into the ship. Yang is close behind.

As we fly over the encampment, presumably toward the crash site, I see a cluster of people on the ground. One, a K'dlak armed with a laser, is steadily approaching a human, her tail beating rhythmically as she walks. This all seems normal -- there's been a bit of infighting so far, with the wide variety of people here, and plenty of people stage mock duels just for fun -- but what's odd is the other people standing next to a crashed spaceship nearby, seeming to be holding back laughter.

"What...?" I ask slowly.

The hybrid glances at the scene and raises her eyebrows. "I think that's Rlang Ketnn and Light Faay. They're both space pirates, so I suppose they might have some history."

"Ooh, can we watch them fight?" asks Yang.

The pilot seems to be torn. "Well, I suppose we can hover here while we try to find the Aethre..."

{i.e. I didn't want them to miss out on this XD}

Down on the ground, Light has just pulled a weapon out of his pocket. I can barely hear the voice of one of the people nearby.

"Is that a water gun?" she asks, laughing.

He looks down at it. "I could swear this was my acid shooter..." 

{dun dun DUUUN}

*swoops in* *glances at most recent posts* *starts laughing hysterically* AW YES LET'S DO THIS!!

Rlang--

Tail thumping the ice-rimmed snow, Rlang stalked toward Light's figure. She drew her twin laser barrels and tightened her claws around them in fury.

"You're not getting away this time!" she hissed. And he wasn't. Despite the disrespectful laughter in the background, she heard Light desperately fumbling by his side for some kind of weapon he could use. Finally, he took a proud stance that must have meant he was armed.

"Is that a water gun?"

"...I could've sworn this was my acid shooter..." 

Or not. Either way, he was going down.

Rlang stalked closer. She'd need a good position for even halfway decent aim. Her puny light-implants were dazzled by the reflection of sun on snow, and echolocation was no use for any sort of accuracy. Her heart was thrumming in her hands, feet, head; blood was pounding between her ears; the rage she'd tamped down a few months ago came roaring back. The icy air didn't chill her as it had before.

An indistinct squish punctured the air and splattered onto Rlang's arm. She growled and shook it away impatiently. Not acid, from the feel, or at least not strong acid. So it really was a water gun. She gave a harsh laugh, the fury from the stolen bounty still burning her throat to a crisp.

Through the heat haze, she registered Light try to dash away, slip, fall, then scrabble his way to his feet again. Her expression was hard as she gave chase.

"Come back here and fight, you coward!" she roared as he danced away, arms wheeling to keep his balance. Only a moment later did she realize that she'd spoken in K'dlakon.

Sliding to a stop, Rlang pulled a gun to head height and fired at the blurry echo-cluster. A hiss sounded as the laser perforated the nearby snow. A miss.

"This is your last chance," she breathed, drawing the other and taking aim. The rage in her hands made them clench steady as she sucked in air, stepped, and fired. 

I see that Sybill posted 19 minutes ago, so hopefully this post doesn't cause a paradox.

This next post is not a regular part; it's a performative art piece. For the complete experience, get two other friends. There are three speaking roles: Rlang [Speaker 1], Kairo [Speaker 2], and Other People/Sound Effects [Speaker 3]. If you can act it out, that's even better. Look at the illustration while you perform. 

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AYA [3]: You worried?

KAIRO [2]: (Dramatically) Nah, I'm just annoyed at Seó. Who wouldn't want this body??

SPEAKER 3: (Ship landing sound effects) BRRRBRRRBRRR CHICHICHICHI THUMP. 

SPEAKER 3: (Dramatic music) DUN DUN DUN DA DA BUM BUM BOOM DUN DOOM.

KAIRO [2]: Do I hear boss music?

RLANG [1]: LIGHT FAAY.

AYA [3]: (Putting her fist in her mouth to stop laughing, dramatic choking sounds) 

RLANG [1]: (Beating her tail rhythmically) BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

RLANG [1]: (Hissing) You're not getting away this time!

(Kairo takes out his water gun)

JAIHRA [3]: (Laughing) Is that a water gun??

KAIRO [2]: I could have sworn that was my acid shooter...

RLANG [1]: (Harsh laugh) HARSH HARSH HARSH HARSH HARSH!

TEAM AQUILA [3]: RUNNNNNN!!

KAIRO [2]: (Extended high pitched screech, as long as you can) AAAaAaAAHHHHHHHhHHHHhhHhh!!

RLANG [1]: (Roaring) Come back hear and fight, you coward!

SPEAKER 3: (Shooting noises) PEW PEW! PEW PEW PEW PEW!

KAIRO [2]: (Still screaming) AAAAAAaAaAAAAHHHHHHHHhHHHhHhHHhhHhhHHhhHhhhH!!

RLANG [1]: (Intense echolocation noises) CLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLICKCLCIKCLICK!

Bystanders laugh insensitively. 

KAIRO [2]: OH MY CCEUK!! SEÓ TAKE THE WHEEL!

SEÓLTA [3]: I'm good with my current host body, thanks!

RLANG [1]: This is your last chance.

KAIRO [2]: JACKETS! I have so many itudr fur coats!!! YOu love illegal things!!!

SPEAKER 3: (Dramatic  shot) PEW

KAIRO [2]: AHHHHHHH! I'VE BEEN HIT! 

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Dun Dun DUUUUUN

<3 Fidelity 

~Elrina~

It's covered in rags and is in the middle of a big green cloud - i bet its a stink cloud. the figure slips into an alleyway and disolves into the shadows. 

i shut the computer of and walk slowly to the controls, thinking about the figure. i sit in the seat and look up to see a huge rocket launcher pointed strait at the Corvantio.  

i can't mange this on my own... if i go to shoot back ill run into it...

i open the hatch that leads to wear to wepon lives. i throw myself in the seat and grab the aimer. i lock on the ship and fire. the west segmant of the ship blows up and summersalts into the atmospheir, leaving a huge gap into the main sector of the ship. i zoom in on a chair inside the ship for somthing to lock on. i fire  at them, blowing up the main sector of the ship. but when i thought i was safe, a huge explosion hits my whole ship, cascading peices of metal and furniture everywere. i fall, the rise, bobbing around in the huge pit of black with no gravity. i unfurel my wings and beat them as herd as i can, trying to get to the shi[ that i'm pretty sure belongs to the Esectorliseses. five minutes later, im clambering on board, glancing around for Esectorlises. i plan to take over the ship, or atleast on sector, then fly the rest of the way to Philla.  I head to the east  wing, keeping a lookout for the control center. 

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hope you like it,sorry i havnt posted in a while. also, dose anyone want to ship Rina with their charrie? (by the way, Rina is Elrina's nickname.) 

Oh boy. What the "cat pans" were for Kyngdom is going to be what the "Rlang VS Kairo" is for AtV.

For those of you who don't know, "cat pans" were an inside joke/thing that was just repeadtedly brought up by Kyngdomers. I *believe* it came from the Daisy's Diner thread but I honestly have no idea. 

Aigith~

As hilarious as it would have been to see Rlang demolish Light, I'm glad when the Okrenti, Kettu, steps in.

"I have tolerated small disagreements and the occasional scuffle, but I will not have the people of this planet destroying each other. Is that clear, Miss Ketnn?"

"Do you know who I--!"

"Yes. I am well aware you are a notorious space pirate. But I don't care. You two will stop fighting and work together somehow. The Philian did not call us here only for us to attack one another."

I'm so shocked by his bravery in speaking to Rlang like this that it takes a second for what Kettu said to register. "Wait, the Philian? Don't you mean... Philians?"

Kettu turns to face me, looking grim. "No, I don't. There's only one Philian left, only one to tell us what has happened. Which is why we need to keep our heads so we don't lose their species' only hope." That's a lot to digest. As we all take in the new information, Kettu turns swiftly and moves over to a human-selieth hybrid and two Kadals. He says something to them about the Aethre, then calls over his shoulder, "The rest of you, come with me."

As we follow Kettu through the snow, I fall into step between Light and the T'a-Katir girl. They're both wearing coats that I think are made of itudr hide. I shiver and pull my own jacket tighter around me.

"That, uh, could have gone better," Light says sheepishly.

"No kidding," I respond. "A water gun, Light? Really?"

"In any case, it was funny," says the T'a-Katir, grinning.

I nod in agreement. "I don't think we've been introduced." I hold out my hand. "I'm Aigith."

"I know," she says, shaking it. "I'm Aya. Aya Katui."

"Oh, yeah!" Light chimes in. "I forgot you don't know everyone. Let's see, that's my cousin, Jaihra, those two girls are the twins, Danica and Analia, and that guy," he points at the Okrenti, "is Seólta."

I nod, filing away the names. "Thanks."

"We're here!" Kettu calls from the front of the group. "Here" seems to be a city of tents and aircraft surrounded by debris.

"What is this place?" Aya wonders.

"It's Philia," Kettu says, evidently having heard her.

"More like what's left of it," I mutter.

"Any word on the Aethre?" asks one of the girls, Jaihra.

"I have people out looking. They should be back shortly." With this, Kettu sweeps away.

"So... now what do we do?" Light asks, looking around.

"Wait, I guess," I say, shivering. "Anyone have an extra jacket?" 

I did these little sketches of Aya and Jaihra! I'm going to try to do everyone eventually. 

Can I still join? Because I have a charrie and part of an entry written, but don't know if it's too late.

Hm, it's been a bit since I've posted. I'm experimenting with a new style of writing with my charries.

Danica ~ I don't realize I'm giggling until Analia elbows me in the arm.  

Analia ~ is Danica seriously laughing? Our pilot is about to be attacked by a giant space pirate turtle-looking thing. I give her a hard elbow in the arm.

Danica ~ I put a hand over my mouth, but I can't avoid the quiet snorts as Kairo fires his water gun. But as Rlang the notorious space pirate starts nearing Kairo, I start getting nervous. He can't protect himself against a massive tortoise with nothing but a water gun. I consider stepping in, but that might be stupid, even for my standards.

Analia~ I grab Danica's wrist and hold on as the crew of the Aquila stands by, watching Rlang get closer and closer to Kairo. He is about to get destroyed by Kairo. But suddenly, a wave of relief washes over me as Kettu jumps in front of Rlang

Danica ~ Thank goodness Kettu stepped in so I didn't have to - although, even if I was dumb enough to try, Analia probably would've stopped me. Kettu gives Rlang a short lecture, to which she is disgusted, but everyone forgets their showdown as soon as we hear the shocking news that there is, indeed, only one Philian left on the planet. There's a stunned silence as some of us register that news for the first time.

Analia ~ One Philian left. An entire planet wiped out except for one. Now I see why Danica wanted to help them. After the silence passes, Kairo asks, "What do we do now?" 

"Wait, I guess," Aigith replies, then adds, "Anyone have an extra jacket?" 

No one has an extra jacket. We're all standing in the snow, shivering and looking around. Philia is a deserted snowy planet, scattered with tents. How are we going to help?

Danica ~ Everyone stands in awkward silence, shivering. 

"So... Anyone want to go exploring?" I ask, glancing at our deserted wasteland.

"Sure!" Jaihra replies. I'm surprised to have gotten a response at all, let alone an optimistic one. Kairo opens his mouth to say something, but we've already turned and started walking away.

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I thought Jaihra and Danica would make good friends, although I feel bad for Analia now... @Fidelity, feel free to change this if you would like.