Saucer Moron [Action]

[insectoidalien]

[No matter how big of a barely modest pile of bitchin' homemade guns Tak's made, now was not the time to be sitting around in an easily flammable Boxfort. She's torn between going back to her home ASAP or going back to the treehouse, until she sees the smouldering houses

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[godisachild]

[Hey Tak, just a heads up, but feel free when you're sneaking about that 502 Ricardo Street is among those smoldering. Which usually wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't for the fact that Pokey's mech was parked next to it.

Guess who was dumb enough to have gone back to get boxtops to try to trade in to the post office when the hazmats arrived?]

[insectoidalien]

[Her lips hammer together into a straight line. It's far too much to assume you managed to run away

She doesn't give a damn, she tells herself she doesn't, but she can admit you were a damn fine minion; One with a sweet ride too. Tak eyes Josephine, hoping to gauge the damage from a distance.]

[godisachild]

[Josephine ain't fucked too bad. Whatever it's made of can stand the heat, at least. And it doesn't look like it was checked, so its in good condition.]

[insectoidalien]

[Tak's fingers twitch as she stares at Josephine. She could just crawl in, ride the thing back to Boxfort for the guns, and then go back to the treehouse. Or let some other unfortunate creature do the retrieval. Sure, you'll bitch at her later for it, but then you'll probably already be angry over the horrible burning death thing. Yeah, the spider mech is the best bet...

Except why would they leave it? Ugh. It has to be a trap. Even if it wasn't, she'd still have to walk out into the open and right next to one of their targets. May as well hold up a big neon "KILL ME" sign.

She inwardly sighs, gives Josephine a longing look, and moves on.

Oh, and uh, rest in peace and all of that.]

[bluecapboy]

[Luke is currently waiting at the treehouse, observing what's going on outside. He's not happy about it to say the least, and looks torn between staying in the treehouse or rushing out to see if his home and family are still in tact.]

[insectoidalien]

[While lying down in the middle of of a conveniently shrubby area, Tak's own communicator pops out of her Pak. Luke, whichever communication device you happen to be near, you'll probably notice this emanating from it:]

Hello? Anyone there?

apologies in advance for slow replies D:

[numbuh_one]

[There's a house smoldering down the street, and Nigel is like oh shit, better check on anyone that's outside. So Tak will hear a voice on her communicator.]

Kat-

[no, wait. She picked a Numbuh. After all that's happening, he thinks everyone will deserve their promotions-]

Numbuh M12, what's the sitrep where you are?

That'll make two of us then

[insectoidalien]

Looks like the Hazmats finally did what we all knew they were going to do eventually, except now they've got flamethrowers and a hair trigger.

[Pause.]

Pokey's house is... don't count on him coming back.

aww yeahh, slowbros

[numbuh_one]

What?! But he was only out for a moment-

[He saw how fast the house down the street lit up, though... if Pokey had been inside, Tak may be right.

He feels a bit sick. He's been through a lot of bad things with his team, and he knew this was a possibility, seen it for himself at the summer camp... but to actually have a fellow operative die, when he could have just stayed at the treehouse and HAD been only a little earlier? Feels bad, man.]

Ugh...

[insectoidalien]

There's no doubt about it. Josephine's there, and I told him to keep her close...

If we're lucky, he'll be back in about a day. If not, I can look at whatever he's been making over there. I wasn't able to travel with more than one of my weapons. The rest are back where I was working, assuming it hasn't been torched by now.

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[hop_toit_udonge]

JUST AS A NOTE. BECAUSE I TOTALLY FORGOT TO MENTION IT.

Eirin's been staying with Kaguya. So she hasn't been home. I'M REALLY SORRY FOR FORGETTING!

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[insectoidalien]

dude bro, it's cool.

The KND might convert it into a booby trap while no nondrones are there, unless it's been blown up by now. :V

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[insectoidalien]

"It" being the house. I am super literate in the mornings.