Lake Relaxing in Paradise (Closed and Canceled)

[Thread PL: 1877]

It’s been a short time in the air for the young flame. Flare was speeding in her custom L.A.D.D hovercraft. Dual custom jetson engines, a nice flame paintjob, the the convertible roof (That’s down to let her feel the wind, her hair flowing.). She was just deciding to take the vehicle out to scour the islands of Earth. It looked nice seeing blue all around her. Yet, extremely intimidating. She hated water and couldn’t learn to swim at all. The stuff makes her sick to be constantly around. It’s worse with ice. That in mind, she takes in the view while she still can, not very focused on the open skies. Jax was sitting next to her in the passenger seat, the little robot glancing straight forwards as little green eyes blinked.

“Both of us would not like the result of a vehicular failure. I would suggest staying a little more focused on the skies in front of you.” The little robot looked up at her.

“Jax, please. it’s as clear as ever over the oceans, the likeliness that I’d hit something dangerously out here is very minimal, bar none.” She reasoned with the A.I. as she just smirked at it. “Tell me the last time any aircraft has been taken down by turbulence? I’ll tell you it hasn’t happened for my life.” She seemed rather confident in that at least, keeping her chest puffed.

“Noted. Also, landmasses detected nearby.” Jax peeped up as he straightened in his seat. "Sizeable islands."

“Oh? Well do tell about it, little man. We can stop to take a long gander if it sounds interesting.” She beamed at the news, slowing her craft down to a more… able speed.

“Gengoro Islands. Several other, smaller islands surround a ma-” FLare was already set on descending. The name alone seemed to have enthralled her. “-in island called Gengoro Island. It has a relatively low population density. Plenty come out to enjoy a calm atmosphere.” It seemed obvious the little robot was reading from a database. The language wasn’t like his A.I.’s processing.

"We'll be heading down then, TALLYHO!" She yelled on out as she started dangerously angling the ship downward. Quickly the craft was touching down without a hitch. Surprisingly. Flare powered it on down with an audible hum as the engines calmed down, settling the hovercraft onto the earth below it. The two of them almost jump out simultaneously, Jax wobbling noticeably from the jump on down. In fact, he tumbles onto his back with a dulled thud. It’s no fault of his own really, his body’s not supporting the type of movement.

“Okay, okay. I’m GOING to have to upgrade you next time we come by the garage. Can’t have you clumsily ruining my style, Jax.” She went ahead and closed the roof up and locked the vessel too. Even then, if someone was bold enough to track it down Jax had a link to it; They’d be a little boned.

“Wooow, it looks… very green. And hilly.” She exclaimed loudly as she ran all around. “If I were going to comment any further I would say it also looks zoney.”

"It seems we have touched down in an isolated area. I do not sense many others around." Sounds like a decent spot to get some meditation and training in. Of course, that wasn't the main reason she was around, exploring earth.

"Do you think he's here, champ?" She calmly looked away from her gazing and glanced down at the robot.

"I do not know."
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WC: 621

The demon boy, still relaxing by the waters edge would stare up into the calm sky with a peaceful look on his face. Though, the calmness didn't last for long as he thought he saw something coming down, he couldn't quite understand what he was seeing, but it didn't look like the BEST thing to be in the sky. The boy would quickly gather his clothes and put them on, continuing to stare up at the sky with the strange object falling to orbit. It didn't take too long for the boy to notice that it'd land near him, so he stayed at his camp just waiting for its arrival in his vicinity.

Surprisingly enough, the thing didn't hit all that hard into the ground, least, it didn't sound like it? All he heard was the ground itself having pain from the entrance, but the things impact itself made no noise for him to hear. Very cautious of what it could possibly be, he slowly snaked his way over to it, each footstep he made would be slower than the last. It could be an asteroid, or maybe a shooting star? What if it contained jewels and riches beyond belief from whatever was up in space. But what he saw instead within the pod was much more horrific, the sight of what appeared to be a crashed sphere pod, and a injured man inside of it appeared before Bernael.

"What the..." Bernael would quietly mumble to himself, trying to look around to see if anybody or anything else was around that could possibly take care of this situation. Sadly he didn't see anybody with his very own eyes that could help him out, so he felt that he needed to take this matter into his own hands. He would slowly make his way to the pod to where he could be standing in front of it, and would investigate the mans body, trying to check if this was a lost cause or not. The demon boy was relieved to feel that the person was still alive, and that they were indeed just in an unconscious looking state. He analyzed the body more, noticing that the man was injured more physically than anything, it was very worrisome.

Bernael would once again study the pod, not recognizing a single thing about it to be able to tell what was going on or how he could help. The only thing he could think of at that point was to try to carefully shake the man on his shoulders to see if he could wake him up from his unconscious state, he didn't know how he would be able to, but he tried nonetheless. "Sir, sir please wake up, we need to get you some help..." Bernael would say, seeing if maybe his words would get through to him. He didn't know WHY he was trying to help this mystery man out, he had no reason to, the man was a stranger and the machine was odd, every bit of it spoke trouble to him, but even though he shouldn't feel any reason to help out, he just wanted to at least get the man to safety.

He'd just keep slowly moving around the man to see if he would react to any of his touches, before stopping altogether to look around outside some more while also waiting for some kind of reaction from the crash site.

WC: 573
WC Total: 1127

Only subtle movements were sensed deep in the mind. Slowly as his body was moved and touched by someone who'd opened the pod. The mask releasing from his face shortly after as a gust of more concentrated oxygen would fuse with the clear fresh air now pouring into the pod from the outside. Allowing fresh air to seep into the pod besides the recycled and filtered air that had been pumping through his lung in prior days. Clearing his throat with a cough as a flash of clarity and awakening shot through him like a lightning bolt. His mind at least the survivor and instincts lighting up first. His blood loss and infection keeping him from having his full wits about him. Fever dulling his senses and his reasoning mind. His blue crystal eyes focusing quickly and only barely able to make out something or someone near him. With hands on him. The dry taste of blood in his mouth and the twinge in his stomach from the blaster hole as well as the sting in his leg causing his senses to flare. His eyes burned and his mouth was dry from all fluids besides the remnants of the crusted blood at the back of his throat. Or between his teeth from the uncomfortable ride to... wherever he was. Unsure if he'd even made it. 

But in the instant of recognition and waking he'd be quick to his feet. Someone or something was in his pod and upon him. His mind barely holding strong to the final thoughts of the prior nights when his pod was nearly shot out of space when tailing enemy units caught eye on him. His stealth united aided his escape but hardened soldiers had a way of getting in a last few good shots. They had to be good for something he supposed. 

The movement was quick as he couldn't quite make out what he was seeing. His fist jamming forward quickly with most of his power that he could summon. His head still filled with fever from the blood loss and infection. He'd aim to as he'd learned in his years of traversing the most dangerous areas of dark space. Aiming to put a fist square into the red featured boy's jaw and send him flying back possibly if it landed and out of his pod. If the boy avoided it or somehow remained still in the pod he'd only be met with a rather angered have hallucinating fevered warrior. That would likely continue kicking and trying to barrage the strange person until they were out of the pod in one way or another. 

Continuing to try until he himself could finally as well stumble out of the pod still gasping hungrily at the cool fresh air around them and falling to his knees in the pooled water outside of the pod. Gasping with a raspy breath that allowed him to feel every bruise and burned area of his innards. His eyes fixating over the horizon from what he could see at the outer edges of the crater and back to his pod. His unfocused mind already forgetting about the boy and still trying to get his bearings thinking perhaps his enemies were still upon him as he stood up on two feet in the water outside of his pod. raggedly making his way to his feet. The only wetness helping his throat a little more wet blood seeping up now that he was not long attached to the pods medical life support. Breathing raspily like he was still slightly out of it looking around. Jarvis only partially in a all together mental state as only part of his mind had seemed to have the lights flicked on. Readying himself for blaster fire or whatever would come next thinking perhaps his enemies had found him or someone intended to loot the man while he was weak. He'd not been in places that would have him expect anyone would go digging in a mans pod while they were in such bad shape unless stealing or looting was involved. The smell of rank dried blood wafting from his chest and leg bandage. He could feel the cold air on his bare upper chest. But the fever still kept his reasoning dulled. Trapped in heated vision and the snap to survival in instincts.