EVENT ONE: JUNE 21ST-28TH

[luminals]

TAKE BACK KNOWHERE
When: June 21-28
Who: Everyone.
Where: All over Knowhere, ending in the Continuum Cortex and Observation Deck.

Event details are here, IC announcement is here.

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[knightoflight]

[Wing has been chasing the invaders up from the cortex. They are fascinatingly hard to kill. Well, it would be more fascinating if there weren't quite as many fragile-looking organics around.]

[He skids around the corner a few beats after the creature, blue blades hissing with charge.]

I was not done with our previous conversation!

[By conversation, he means fight, as the creature bears the mark of a severed limb or two. But life's far too precious to him right now to pass up an opportunity at what he thinks is witty combat repartee.]

[sufferably]

( he'd like to say that nothing can quite surprise him anymore-- he's supposed to be going boldly into the unknown, after all. but the sight of wing definitely pushes his sense of normalcy, so much so that he scrambles back away from the robot as much as he does the bigger alien. )

Oh, my god. ( he says, eloquently. ) This is just fantastic. Please, proceed with chopping off the alien's limbs. I'm sure that'll make this whole thing a lot better.

[knightoflight]

[There must be something off with the translation protocol, because the words sounded positive, but the tone of voice seemed a bit...sarcastic?]

I was just...going to cut off enough so it didn't kill you?

[He's not excessive, after all!]

[sufferably]

Well, that makes it better.

( the giant robot is talking to him. this a terrible and awful and also a terrible day.

but the hostile alien is still around, so bones hunches his shoulders and lunges out of the way. for all his grousing, he really does look like he could use some help. )

[knightoflight]

I'd hope so!

[There's no sarcasm in the voice: Wing figures 'not being killed' is pretty good a reason.

[Besides there's not much time to argue, since the creature definitely doesn't want to play nice. Wing turns, driving the back of his blade's hilt into the center of the other's chest. ]

Proper introductions when we get done here?

[sufferably]

( the giant robot has manners. he supposes he should be able to appreciate that, but right now he's just looking, wide-eyed, at the rapidly dying form of the alien.

despite everything, he can still mourn a death-- even if the alternative would have been his own.

he's silent for a long moment before he grits out-- ) Thanks.

[knightoflight]

[He will forgive Wing. He doesn't like killing but some enemies simply will not stop at anything less. The slavers who had threatened Drift had been the same.]

No need.

Are you all right? Are you damaged?

[Not like Wing could help, but he wants to make sure.]

[sufferably]

( while he can almost immediately parse "damaged" as "injured," it's still an odd choice of words and he finds himself canting his head, giving wing a skeptical expression. )

I'm just fine. Assuming my heart doesn't give out from all the excitement.

( that's delivered in the same dry, sardonic tone. after a moment, however, he mutters while looking at his feet: ) Thanks.

[knightoflight]

[Sorry, friend, but Wing is immune to your sarcasm. ]

...does that happen with your kind?

I. Uh. Will try to be less exciting, then.

[Shouldn't be hard, right?]

[sufferably]

What--no. Of course it doesn't. Otherwise adrenaline junkies would be dead before they had the chance to procreate, which clearly isn't the case.

What the hell are you, anyway?

[knightoflight]

Oh. Well. That makes sense. I suppose.

[Still, you get a worried peering at just in case.] Are you feeling all right, though?

[But this next part? He's totally got this.]

Cybertronian!

[sufferably]

Yes. ( still gruffly, he adds: ) I'm a doctor, I'll warn you if I'm going into shock.

( but then he tilts his head. )

Never heard of you.

[knightoflight]

That's good. Uh. Could you tell me what to do if that does happen?

[He has no idea about your human anatomy.]

You're lucky, then, you and your kind. My people are...violent.

[Uh, not him, though--never mind you just saw him slice up a creature. That was gallantry!]

[sufferably]

Violent, huh. I can see that.

( given, well, the slicing up of other aliens. but mccoy doesn't sound condemning; rather, he almost chuckles. )

Guess if you're helping me out, I can't really fault how you fight, can I?

[knightoflight]

Me? No. No, I'm a knight. I'm sworn to protect.

[It only looks a little, well, chop socky right now, because...uh...yeah, he's got nothin'. ]

If you have another way to stop them, I'm listening.

[But listening warily because is that other creepy things coming?]

[sufferably]

Normally when you encounter hostile aliens, you try to figure out what they want, and then you try to negotiate.

But these ones don't seem up to talking.

[knightoflight]

You're correct, friend.

[And Wing has the decency to look a little abashed. ]

But the ones I met before, well, they attacked, and I simply presumed these would be the same.