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    cleo - black lion's paladin.
    briala - red lion's paladin.
    maximus - blue lion's paladin.
    oliver - yellow lion's paladin.
    robyn - green lion's paladin.
    castel - white lion's paladin. he's also a fcking castle. the fcking castle.
    rosario - the lion goddess / princess.
    lysanthir - technician dude / based off of coran's character.

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    stop tainting everything with your profanity jfc

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    [justify][font=helvetica]Robyn let out an exasperated sigh of boredom and frustration; well, that simulation flight could have gone better. "Why the heck did I get stuck with those two?" he muttered to himself, "Yeah, don't worry Robyn, I've got this!" his voice dripped with mockery as he imitated the pilot of his so-called team. The bitterness he felt was replaced with a pang of worry for his other teammate though; he had thrown up during the simulation and hadn't looked so good after they had been dismissed from class. Sprawled out on his bunk, the young man gazed up at the ceiling with weary eyes. What to do? He had finished his training and classes for the day and it wasn't lights-out for another hour or so yet. His trusty old laptop caught the attention of his pale eyes, and they sparkled with sudden realisation and anticipation. Leaping to his feet, Robyn shoved said laptop into his rucksack along with other various bits of electronic equipment, odd cables and wires, hard drives, etc. and made for the hallway. Checking both ways before leaving, the silverette made sure no one made note of his absence, even though it wasn't prohibited. Attempting to stay inconspicuous, he kept his pace moderately slow and his eyes downcast.




    Galaxy Garrison was an enormous facility and spread for hundreds of metres in every direction; the corridors just like those of a maze at times. Many areas were of course off limits to cadets but, Robyn had made the trip so many times before that he knew the quickest and easiest route to take through accessible hallways. Avoiding the busier areas of the facility and the other cadets that walked them, the teenager made his way to the roof at the surface. Bypassing the code on the heavy door (still the same after all this time) and leaving it ajar behind him, Robyn set up his apparatuses around him. Satisfied that everything was functioning correctly and that his laptop was recording the readings from another piece of machinery, the young man made sure he turned up the volume in his headphones. He kept delicately tweaking the nobs on the machine until he was satisfied with the faint, but ever-present frequency reaching his ears.
    Even though it didn't look like much, Robyn had managed to build a piece of machinery, or rather several linked together, to pick up interstellar radio chatter. Unbeknownst to him however, it was picking up Galra Empire transmissions all the way from the edge of the solar system.
    He strained as hard as he could and scribbled away seemingly endless notes on his large sketchbook, in a surprisingly neat and legible handwriting. A shiver ran down the silverette's spine, despite the warm evening air rising from the desert, which sprawled endlessly around the Garrison in all directions. His heartbeat quickened and he held his breath unknowingly, straining even harder this time. There it was again, that word; Voltron. Letting out his breath, Robyn sat back to look at the quickly darkening sky. "Voltron..." he repeated aloud, "Again?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-size: 8px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%;]★★★ oliver whined and swung his arm over the side of his bed, which happened to be the top bunk. the back of his hand made contact with the face of the person on the bottom bunk; maximus. he squealed and snapped his hand back to his chest, "maax! i...i-i thought you were out doin' uh...uh..." what was that word??? "m-max stuff...?" oliver leaned over the edge of his bed, his hair falling over due to him being upside down, facing his friend with a curious look. "have you seen ro? i could've sworn he came back to the room with us after the test..." suddenly a monstrous growl erupted from the slender man's stomach, catching him by slight surprise and whining. "i'm so hungry but it's almost lights out!" an idea popped into ollie's head then, letting out a squeal and collapsing off the edge of his bed and creating a loud thud when his body had made impact to the ground beneath them. as if unharmed, oliver perked up with a toothy grin (with tiny gap in between his front teeth) and looked to max, some blood starting to drip from ollie's nose without any attention given to it. "let's go get a midnight snack and find robyn, max~!" he cheered, not even giving the male a second chance to think about the idea as oliver himself shot to the door and peeked his head out, making swift motions as he looked back and forth quickly with a concentrated expression. with furrowed brows, narrowed eyes, and puckered lips, oliver nodded and spoke. "it's clear. now's our chance, ninja max!"


    ★★★ text for briala


    ★★★ text for rosario


    ★★★ text for lysander


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8]Maximus was peacefully sleeping. He was fucking exhausted. He had stayed up way too late the last few nights. Why, you may ask? Well, because of Max Stuff.™ So for the first time in forever, this teen decided to actually sleep and make good choices. What did he get in return? A slap in the face from Oliver. Max's eyes snapped open and he glared at his friend. "You cheese, this is why I didn't want you on the top bunk. A top doesn't deserve to be on the bottom, Ollie." He laughed at himself and flicked his dumbass friend on the nose. "Don't even try and comprehend the joke that I just made, lil buddy." The blond pulled the covers over his head and turned away from Oliver. "And for once, I wasn't doing Max Stuff.™ So let me sleep, you mother fu-- Uh, mother hugger." Even after what Maximus just said, Ollie kept talking. You know what? Fuck it. Who needs regular sleeping schedules. He listened to what Oliver said about Robyn and realized that they seriously haven't seen him in awhile. "Who knows, who cares. Rob is probably doing something nerdy. You know that we're absolutely clueless when Rob goes all nerdy like that. I--" LOUD OLLIE STOMACH GROWL. "WHAT THE BLOODY MOTHER OF JESUS OF CHRISTING HECKING FU--" Rule number one: never swear in front of ollie. he's so pure, it would confuse him. "--GGLELUGGLE, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! What the bloody mother of jesus christing hecking fuggeluggle, Ollie. Your stomach needs to hecking chill." LOUD OLLIE THUMP. "Oh dang." Maximus rolled off of his bed and onto the floor. He then grabbed the box of tissues that were underneath his bed. "Don't ever look underneath my bed, and never grab anything from under it. Only I can." He grabbed a tissue and threw it at Ollie with full force. He then grabbed another tissue and tried to wipe away the blood spilling from Oliver's nose. Before he could, Ollie suggested something and ran away. "Wait, Ollie!" He said quickly, grabbing his friend and pulling him towards him. He frowned and shook his head. "I'm very disappointed in you, Oliver." He scolded. "You know I cannot be a ninja without putting on my hecking ninja mask." Max angrily put on his mask and then walked out of the door. "Now come on, noobie ninja Ollie."


    One intense scene of sneaking around and being a ninja later.


    They were on the roof, and were about to scare the ever loving fuck out of Robyn. Maximus looked down at his bag of gummy worms. He had three left. He swallowed one. Now there's two. He had to savor every last one of them. He looked up at the night sky and gazed at the stars. "I have to... Space the gummy worms out." He said quietly. It was soft enough that nobody but him heard it. Pfft-- Damn Maxie, you're a majestic hilarious beast.


    "Voltron..." He heard Robyn say. "Again?"


    Maximus quietly snuck up behind his other friend. He grabbed his shoulders and yelled, "WHAT THE FUCK IS VOLTRON? IS THAT ONE OF YOUR SHITTY ASS WEEB ANIME?" The teenager broke out with laughter. He glanced over at Oliver with a smirk. "Sorry bud, I meant 'What the heck is Voltron? Is that one of you hecky heck weeb anime.' Didn't mean to sin in front of ya." The male raised an eyebrow as he looked at all the machinery. "Pardon my French, but Robyn what the fuck. Is this one of your hecking conspiracy theories again? Nerd." He shook his head and threw a gummy worm at Robyn. "Wait. FUCK! I WASTED MY GUMMY WORM ON A NERD!" He clutched his last gummy worm in his hand. I must protect this last gummy worm with my life. He sighed and looked back at Robyn. "[color=#E8ADAA]You better explain to us what the heck-a-roo you're doing, Rob. wAIT-- I MEAN ROBYN! Fuggleluggle."


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    [justify][font=helvetica]With no warning whatsoever, Robyn was seized by the shoulders and the victim of a barrage of shouting. Absolutely scared sh-tless and letting out a startled high-pitched scream, the silverette got to his feet in an instant and before realising what he was doing, attempted to roundhouse kick his unknown assailant in the face. He came so very close. He missed. Still completely terrified, he dropped into a sort of fighting stance and lifted his arms up to protect himself from a possible oncoming attack. Laughter filled his ears and a gummy worm hit him in the chest. Robyn paused before unleashing his rage and alarm filled comments.
    "MAX WHAT THE ACTUAL F-CK?! YOU CAN'T JUST SNEAK UP ON ME LIKE THAT ARE YOU CRAZY?" he screamed, "AND NO IT'S NOT AN ANIME YOU DUMBASS."
    Breathing franticly from the shouting and petrified scramble that followed, Robyn composed himself with deeper and slower breaths. He pushed his frames back up his nose and applied some pressure to his temples, before looking back at the two that had snuck up on him. "How the hell did I let them sneak up on me like that?" he muttered to himself quietly.




    The initial shock having worn off, Robyn sat back down to face his equipment, his back turned to the hyperactive mess behind him. With a sigh, he tried his best to answer the meme. "Well uh, I built this, and with it I can scan all the way to the edge of the solar system. It was a bit tricky finding the right frequency and the radio is usually pretty quiet, although I get a pretty good signal on clear nights like this one--" the silverette caught himself rambling, knowing they both probably would not understand what on earth he was going on about, and cleared his throat before continuing. "So basically, I've been scanning the system and picking up bits of alien radio transmissions, and all they seem to do is repeat this one word; Voltron." he paused, letting them both soak it in. I have no idea what it is or why they, whoever they are, want it but, today it's been even crazier than I've ever heard it..."




    Turning back to his monitors, Robyn slipped his headphones back on, this time only with one ear listening in on the crackling radio chatter. He reached to adjust certain switches and nobs, typed in a few things here and there and tried changing the frequency in an attempt for a better quality of sound. Looking back over his shoulder, the silverette frowned at Oliver and Maximus. "Why the heck are you two up here anyway? And don't call me Rob." he added in a deapan tone.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-size: 8px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%;]While the two argued and bickered, Oliver eyed the far sight in front of them, blinking at how eerie quiet it was. Yes, surprisingly enough, Ollie knew what felt suspicious. But then Robyn asked why they were there and Ollie's features brightened, giving his toothy grin and showing off the gap between his front teeth. It wasn't big, but it definitely was there. "I was hungry and then I was like 'Max we should find Birdy while we're at it!' and he was all like 'nah man I'm tired!' And, and then I was like 'Ohhhh but c'mon we can be ninjas maaax!' And then he was all like 'yes my dude!' And that's how we're here and I'd really like it if we went back and got something to eat now before we're caught by guards~!" Throughout his whole explanation, Oliver used a various amount of hand motions and voice changes to represent his own voice and max's. But while explaining and when he finished, on the corner of his eye was what really captured him. Looking up, the brunette pointed. "Wow guys look! I shooting star~!" But it wasn't a shooting star. Bless this dumbass, but what it really was, was a ship hurdling down to the ground. And not too long after the trio had been in complete awe and shock, a smaller pod landed behind a large rock, and out emerged a brunette. A girl. She was peeking around the corner of the rock, as though trying to figure out how to board the ship that landed. "who's that~!?"

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    [justify][font=helvetica]Robyn's still angered expression softened as he listened to his good, if not a little childish, friend Oliver and watched quietly as he reenacted the steps he and Max took to get them to the roof, nodding every so often. "Oh, don't worry Ollie, we won't get caught; no one ever comes up here except for me..." he trailed off.
    His attention wavered slightly though when he noticed something unusual on his equipment's monitor. Still listening to Ollie's explanation, the silverette turned back to his laptop and radio. He leaned in to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, and his gaze jumped franticly from one figure to another. His machinery was going haywire; the readings had a sudden spike of activity and warning messages were popping up all over the screen, alerting him to these sudden changes. Robyn tried his best to make sense of the unexpected difference in the readings but, was interrupted by Oliver. Intently staring at his laptop screen, he hadn't noticed the bright light shooting across the sky. "Not now Oliver..." he mumbled, not really listening to the note of awe in his voice. As the shooting object neared, the sound became too loud for him to ignore, taking over the eerie silence of the wasteland surrounding the Garrison, and he finally turned his gaze skyward.




    Robyn watched, his mouth hanging momentarily open, as the not-quite-shooting star made a less than graceful landing. He pulled out the binoculars from his rucksack and tried to get a better look at the ship. Turning back in nervous excitement, he grinned. "Hey guys, that's not one of ours!" he noted before looking back at the scene. The silverette followed Oliver's motion and also spotted the young brunette, sneaking around in the dust and hiding behind some rocks. He also noted her small ship. "Yeah, who is that?" he echoed, "And what is she doing over there?"


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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8]This man completely zoned out while Robyn was explaining what was going on. "Well, Rob, you should be happy that we came up to see you. And to think that I wanted to put on my favorite ninja mask for you! Shake my head. I'm disappointed." He reached inside the shirt and grabbed the mask. Max put it on and looked at Robyn with a smirk. "I look fucking gorgeous. Don't deny it, pissflap." After Ollie explained everything, the blonde gave him a pat on the back. "Good job. That's exactly what happened, buddy. Also, if we are caught by guards, then I will karate kick them in the dookie!" He said, kicking the air for demonstration. Nyoom went the ship. Maximus looked at the ship with wide eyes. "Holy ship!" He glanced at his friends immediately after he made the pun, giving them finger guns. The meme looked down at the girl that the two other boys pointed out. "Yeah, who is that-- Wait a second. It's..." He narrowed his eyes. "That little bitch." He snatched the binoculars from that fucking nerd that's going to ruin Max's love life with a temporary love triangle, aka cockblock, later on in the role play. "I fudging know it's her! I can recognize that ho anywhere. It's an amazing talent of mine, really. Fuckin' Ria. I must have a whore-dar or something." He tucks his ninja mask back into his shirt and dashes towards Ria.


    Max usually wasn't the type of person who liked to ran. But despite that fact, he fucking sprinted towards the tsundere. Oh my god, I can't believe I'm seeing her again. Holy shit. I'm so ha-- pissed off. I'm angry right now. Fuck her. He caught up to her and grabbed her wrist, but then quickly let go. "Ew. Cooties." He wiped his hand on Oliver's shirt. "[color=#E8ADAA]Hello, bitch tits. What are you doing here, huh? Still small, I see."
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    Oliver grinned happily when he received a pat on the back. "thank you~!" He said cheerfully, before tugging on robyn's arm like an anxious child. "come on birdy, lets go see who she is--" the brunette turned to max, witnessing him losing his badoozles over the sudden appearance of the girl. He gasped when the other male sped down there with no train of though whatsoever. "woo! Maxi know her, lets go meet her~!" And soon enough, Oliver trailed quickly after max towards the girl.


    Cleo. that was her first priority. Briala Covern was a girl of determination and revenge. She was determined to seek revenge on the galra who took someone that was hers. peeking around the rock she took shelter behind, ria took note of the two galra soldiers who left the ship and took their place in front of it. Sneaking forward with silent steps, ria was soon interrupted by a somewhat familiar yet annoying voice she dreaded. Eyes widening, ria took quick cover behind the nearest rock--one much smaller than the one she was first behind. Her hand went straight to max's collar, swinging him around on the other side of her to defeat any risk of being seen. After the galra soldiers shook their head at their suspicions and turned away, ria turned to max. Hand still tightly gripping on the collar of his shirt. "are you fucking crazy!?" She snapped in a harsh whisper, finally releasing her hand from the material. Her head peeked around the corner, noticing one of the galra coming closer. She bit her bottom lip and clenched up her hands into fists. "I'm saving Cleo. Hear that? i am, maxishit. We'll continue this later...and control you're damn dog." She gestured to Oliver who had magically appeared right behind max, staring in awe at ria as she rolled her eyes and pushed herself up to a kneel, ready to attack. When the galra soldier did come next to the rock, ria pounced liked the fcking mighty ass panther she is and brought him down, slamming her foot onto the galra's wrist and forcing him to let go of the gun he held, which she soon took in hand and pointed at the males head. "no turning back now, huh? Sneaking in never really did seem like a fun plan. More I kill, less to worry." And with that, she pulled the trigger. One down. Her eyes shaped towards the other galra soldier outside, who had also been looking in her direction, aiming its gun. Ria aimed hers, wobbling a bit since the damn thing weighed more than her, and took her shot. Two down. She began her way towards the ship, gun ready.

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    [justify][font=helvetica]Robyn had just about enough time to realise what was happening and where Max was running off to, to shove all his gear into his large rucksack, including the binoculars, which he snatched back from the meme. Letting out a quiet tch, he gave his precious optical instrument a quick once-over before adding them to the mess of equipment in his bag and stumbled after Oliver. He glanced back at the door they had left open and shrugged.
    Keeping low, unlike the two idiots in front of him, the silverette moved from cover to cover, his sharp eyes having noticed the two strange figures stationed by the crashed ship. The sky was darkening rapidly; it was way past curfew. He was forced to squint in the low light but, he quickly noticed that the two silhouettes were not human. And they were armed. The young man's stomach lurched with fear, suddenly very much aware of how small and powerless he was compared to them.




    Swallowing his panic, Robyn caught up to the trio. He reached them just as the girl shoved Max into the rock. The silverette looked her over as he caught his breath. Frowning he wondered whether or not they'd met before. He shook his head and returned his attention to the armed aliens. Just as he moved to get in a better position; away from the approaching figure, Ria took them out. His breath caught in his throat, watching in awe. Silently, Robyn looked on as she dealt with the second alien and moved towards the ship.
    He adjusted the straps of his heavy rucksack on his shoulders and ran to catch up with the brunette, reckoning his chances were better by her side.
    "Hey, uh-" he started and pushed his slipping glasses back into place, "D-do you know what the heck is happening? Why are there aliens here? And who's Cleo?" he asked. Many more rattled around in his mind but, he let himself only ask a few to start with. "Oh, and I'm Robyn." he introduced himself with a small nod, as politely as the situation could allow, "You're Ria, right?"


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-size: 8px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%;]Oliver squealed, "she's so cool~!" The brunette said in total awe, looking to max and tugging on his hand towards the other two. ""she may be even cooler than you, maxi~!" He teased with a giggle, before looking to the girl who called herself 'ria'. "my name is Oliver! But you can call me Ollie!" He looked the girl up and down, tilting his head to the side as he listened to birdy question her, and then asked her another. "is RIA your full name? Is it your superhero name? Are you a superhero!?" He asked with anticipation, eyes sparkling with excitement. "I've never met a real superhero before!!!"


    RIA came to an abrupt halt just near the entrance to the ship, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance due to all the questions. Sighing, she turned to the trio. "briala covern. girl who went missing three months back? Yeah hi that's me. Cleo was also one who went missing but not as a student. She was my instructor and now she's been captured by alien reptile bastards and now I'm going to save her." Before she continued walking, she smiled over her shoulder. "nice to meet you. Ollie. Ruby." She stared to max. "not so much, maxishit." She then slid in through the entrance, gun ready. "surely they would've been alarmed from the gunshots. Or at least some of them."

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    [justify][font=helvetica]Although he didn't voice his opinion like Oliver, Robyn entirely agreed that this girl was 'so cool'. In fact, she was more than that, he just couldn't explain it. The way she spoke her words and the sound of her voice, the way she held herself, the mysterious look of dark determination in her eyes and how she had roundhouse kicked that alien guard. He caught himself starring and instead focused on what the brunette was saying.
    The silverette stopped next to Ria as she paused after the barrage of questions and glanced around nervously; were there other aliens around? 'Briala Covern?' he made a mental note, and recognition dawned on him, "Of course, you were a first-class fighter pilot and an engineer in our class." he exclaimed in a quiet tone, "Huh, I thought you were dead." he was taken by surprise by the brunette's smile and his new nickname, "Nice to meet you too!" he added with a toothy grin.




    Robyn listened carefully to Ria; he had heard of this instructor, she taught the top fighter class at Galaxy Garrison and was allegedly a war veteran and an expert strategist. Made sense that Ria knew her."Woah captured? Sounds serious..."
    Robyn followed the brunette into the ship, making sure to take careful steps and not make any more unnecessary noise that would give away their exact position. He nodded at her comment and brought out another piece of equipment, following her into the ship. It was a sort of scanner and heat sensor, although something about the ship interfered with it so it didn't display a clear reading. "Hmm..." he said, looking closer at the electronic, "It's not clear but... looks like there are at least five other aliens coming our way, and someone else further inside: must be Captain Shepherd."


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    It was cold. All Cleo felt was cold. And it was pitch black. Panic flared in her chest, thinking she had been blinded, but quickly realised that she was in fact blindfolded. Trying to sit up was impossible, and not only because of the restraints strapping her down, but also due to the rush of lightheadedness that overcame her. A sudden pain accompanied her efforts and she clenched her fists and bit down on her tongue, tasting blood. Deciding struggling wasn't a viable option at the moment, Cleo strained her ears. She caught the sounds of talking, not in a language she could recognise, and soon after two gunshots. The chatting from a few feet away went quiet and footsteps followed. She tried her restraints again as she felt her strength slowly return, alas there was nothing to be done. Cleo was stuck.
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    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; border-top: 20px dotted black; overflow: auto; width: 400px; height: 150px;][align=left][font=georgia][size=8]Yeah, no shit. Of course she's fucking "cool." That's why I lo-lo-lo... LOATHE her so much. Ria is such a rotten cheese. "Are you fucking crazy?!" is the first thing she says to me?! What the heck-a-roonie?! I may be "crazy" but she's a lil bitch. And a party pooper. What an asshole! "Nice to meet you. Ollie. Ruby. Not so much, Maxishit." Did she really just say that?! RUDE! I's ignoring the fact that that comment low-key hurt my feelings. And Rob is stupid too! He hasn't done anything really, but I'm still pissed! Even Ollie, my right hand man, is against me! Well, you know what I'm gonna do about it?! Stay up late thinking about it and debate whether I'm a good person or not-- Wait a second, my thoughts are getting all.. weird. He thought, completely ignoring everything else. He slowly pulled out his phone and searched for a picture. He glared at Robyn and Ria, as he slowly turned his phone around to reveal a picture. Yes, this pic right here. "This is what you assholes sound like, by the way." Max said with a scowl. "And Ria," He said, adjusting his hair. "You may have beat the absolute shit out of those aliens and looked really cool while doing it, but I'm gonna save Cleo. Not you. I may be athletically impaired, but uh..." He groaned. "Where was I going with this?" Few seconds of Maximus's intense thinking later. "Aha! I may be athletically impaired, but I am tall and hot, unlike you." He smirked cockily, even though he was mentally kicking himself in the hoohaw. I'm an idiot.


    He silently followed them into the ship. He didn't know what the fuck to do. "Hey," He whispered. "I have a plan. How about we wing it and hope we won't die. I'll even supply ninja masks to everyone." He glanced at Satan. "[color=#E8ADAA]Except Ria. She isn't cool enough. Noob's don't deserve to be ninjas." To be honest, he didn't know what the fuck he could actually suggest that could help. He tried to think of something, of course. But at times like these, he just feels pissed that he isn't as clever as the other two. So, instead of doing something useful that could contribute to the plot somehow, he instead took out a sharpie from his pocket and drew a dick on Ria's arm.


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    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; font-size: 8px; font-family: tahoma; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: justify; line-height: 130%;]oliver squealed silently to himself, practically dancing in his shoes; okay, well, he is dancing in his shoes. the dumbass was dancing. this was the greatest thing ever happening to him! saving the infamous captain shepard!? oh heck yeah! "i can finally be a superher--mmph!" a hand was suddenly clapped over oliver's mouth, shutting him up immediately. blinking, his gaze traveled to see briala glaring at him. in all honesty, he was actually surprised she was able to reach him she was so small. not even five feet. he pouted and was silent, taking the hint that he had to otherwise he would be the reason why they would get caught. he and the other two were pulled by the brunette female behind a wall just in time as two galra soldiers walked by. when they were out of ear shot and sight, ria removed her hand from oliver's mouth. his eyes lit up and a grin replaced his moping features. "did you guys see them!? they were so tall and stuff!" the boy said in a hushed yet excited whisper, having a hard time containing all of his excitement.


    ria smirked to robyn. oh yes; she liked him already. "glad you took notice of my position at the academy, ruby." she said, seemingly flattered. before she could do anything else, she felt the tip of what seemed to be a sharpie marker drag across her skin. horror flashed across her face and the brunette immediately whipped her arm away, and sent her fist flying right against the jaw of max. "you little apesh[b]it![/b]" she swore, obviously not aware to the fact that there had been a pure around. luckily, ria carried around makeup wipes which easily wiped off sharpie with a few swipes of the cloth against her skin. that' what she did, too; just wiped it right off with a single or two swipes. she threw the used cloth at max's face and peaked around the corner, making stealthy moves towards the room she was sure that cleo was in. "now that we're done horsing around, max, we should focus on more important things at hand. and i will be the one saving cleo." the short tempered girl snapped, stomping her way not so stealthy like anymore towards the door and slamming the two doors which separated her and the operating room from cleo and the three other galra behind it. "hello, reptile chicken sh[b]its. you took what was mine. prepare to die.[/b]" and with that, she just went haywire on the gun she stole and shot down the three galra, before hurrying over and releasing cleo, placing her left arm over her shoulder to steady her. "alright cleopatra. lets get you outta here."

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    [justify][font=helvetica]Robyn faltered slightly at his new nickname; it was cute. He wasn't used to 'cute'. Due to the growing interference the further inside the ship they went, he shoved the now useless scanner back into his rucksack and followed Ria. At least she knew what she was doing, even if it wasn't being done stealthily. He stood in frozen silence as another pair of armed guards walked past, his breath caught in his throat and he only let it out when he was persuaded they were out of earshot. The silverette cast several more anxious glances here and there, unsure if more aliens were coming their way. Without his scanner, he felt so much more vulnerable. 'At least I'm not alone...' he thought reassuringly to himself with a small nod.




    Robyn stayed close to Ria, not exactly eager to trust Max or Oliver with his life, and followed as she made her way to another doorway. 'Captain Shepherd must be in there.' he noted, not wanting to utter it aloud. He peaked around the corner like the brunette and immediately regretted his decision; there were three aliens standing guard and they were all, guess what, armed with guns. Pulling his head back round the corner, the young man started to formulate a plan in his head. "We need a distraction..." he muttered to himself, "Maybe one of us could run back the way we came to draw them away..?" he continued to muse aloud. Robyn looked up at Ria with a more confident look in his eye; he had a plan. "I think if we---" he started, but was interrupted as the brunette just slammed the double doors wide open. Before he had any time to react, all three galra were lying on the ground and Ria was helping Cleo out of her restraints. Robyn stood dazed in a mixture of absolute awe and shock, his legs shaking a little. The imminent threat of the guards now gone, he felt a lot less fearful but, wary nonetheless and went to stand guard at the doorway.


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    Cleo heard a barage of gunshots accompanied by a female voice's sharp insult. After a sharp intake of breath and as silence followed, she dared not move. Who was that? They were human at least, no doubt there. However, uncharacteristically, fear gripped her and it showed in her tensed muscles and tightening fists. Was she free? Had the galra killed the intruders? Her heart and mind raced alike and the blindfold prevented her from knowing what had happened.
    She heard rapid footsteps approach and tried to shift away, fearful of what would follow. Instead, her restraints and blindfold were removed. Cleo had to close her eyes and look away, the lights too harsh and bright after being blindfolded for so long. She stumbled a little on shaky legs and a mind clouded with pain, only to find herself supported; her arm slung over somebody else's shoulder. The young woman looked up into the face of said person and her eyes widened with recognition as she spoke. She smiled, gritting her teeth in pain, and tears welled in the corners of her eyes, threatening to fall down her cheeks. Cleo was numb with relief. [color=#D6CF83]"Ria!"     she managed to croak, her voice failing her, [color=#D6CF83]"H-how did you..."     she started before shaking her head, [color=#D6CF83]"No, there'll be more time for questions later. We've got to get going before more of these f-ckers come back."     she urged in a raspy voice.


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