The Ultimate Organization III

"That helps a little," Xane nodded. "So, I guess they're okay to keep around for now..."

 

Ziya shrugged. "Yeah...I'll stick around to help with the Virus too."

 

"Great," Xane said, blankly. "Maybe you can tell us how you'll be able to help us, then?"

 

"Nope," Ziya said. "As if I have a clue."

 

OOC: ...I've got nothing now...

 

OOC: Clear your PM Box. There's a starter.

But, yeah, other than the introduction of those three, we need to move ahead in the Virus plot, and it's Wing's world.

Well, I have some homework to do anyway, so I'll just kick out for the night (sorry, but, y'know.) Anyway, see ya tomorrow.

 

OOC: It's cleared. And see ya later.

 

Vecked shook his head, "Alright, load the ships up." He said to the new idiots who insisted on staying...

 

"That'll give 'em something to do," Xane shrugged.

 

"I think he just said that," Marcus said to Al. "He didn't mean it."

"Probably not," Al agreed. "Since there's nothing to load."

"Perhaps he meant to load them," Dyran smiled.

"Sounds like fun," Al smiled, picking Vecked and Xane up in either hand and carrying them onto the ship.

Mellodia walked on by herself. The others were bodily thrown in by Marcus while Dyran watched impassively.

 

"Alright, that's it..." Xane said, standing up and running towards Al, his fist raised.

OOC: You knew this was going to be the obvious result, right?

 

OOC: :P

BIC: Al gave an innocent look. "You said to load the ship...Were we supposed to load something else?"

 

"I'm assuming he meant the crates of supplies inside that old ship over there," Xane said, pointing to the ship he, Mellodia, Alyt, and Niles arrived in. "It has loads of supplies that are still useful and it would be a waste to leave 'em here."

 

"We already moved those," Dyran yawned.

"We just thought walking out of a portal would look cool," Al said, grinning.

 

"Then, head inside the ship," Xane said, shaking his head.

 

OOC: I wait twenty minutes for a one line post!?!?

BIC: "It's now night," Marcus said. "We need to sleep."

"We meaning everyone here, UO included," Al said, yawning even wider than Dyran.

OOC: Yes, I'm tired.

 

Vecked raised an eyebrow as Dyran, Marcus, and Al went on the ship. "Those guys really don't have any brains at all, do they?" Vecked asked Xane. "I'm letting them stay for now. But if they halt our operation, even by a minute, its dead space for them. Right? Alright..." And with that, Vecked walked onto the ship, carrying a large amount of cargo the three idiots had forgotten.

***

Cotaxus twiddled his thumbs nervously. He was in trouble. He knew it. Skinnar had him transported to his private palace ship. That could only mean bad news. The transport vehicle stopped at Skinnar's office. "Good luck, Cap'n," The driver said, before wheeling off.

Cotaxus opened the door slowly. The office was dimly lit, by candle only. Skinnar was in the corner, pouring himself a big pitch black liquid, coming out of the bottle in chunks. "Ninety-eight Lashore," Skinnar said, pouring his thick drink into the cup. "Vary rare, vary expensive," Skinnar chuckled, sipping his drink slowly.

"You, uh, wanted to see me?" Cotaxus asked. "Right, right," Skinnar said, putting the cup down. "Look, I want to change the contract a bit. Xane, Alyt, Nulix, and Niles. I want them alive. War prisoners," Skinnar muttered.

"We, uh, can't do that..." Cotaxus replied slowly. "What?" Skinnar asked, "Are you getting in the way of my duty?"

"I would never dream of, uh, getting in the way of your duty or neglect your authority..." Cotaxus said. "But the contract has statements and the other army suppliers of equal power to you in the U.O. Army vote that all members of the UO are too dangerous to be kept alive."

"Cotaxus, your starting to sound like a traitorous scumbag..." Skinnar said slowly. "I'm saying that some things, such as control of the U.O. Army, is an authority... above yours, currently," Cotaxus muttered.

"Your treacherous trog!" Skinnar yelled. "How dare you override my authority. Your fired, get out."

"I'm not, sir. Not overriding your authority," Cotaxus mumbled. "And, unless its an equal vote between all army providers, you... cannot get rid of me, today. You can cut your army supplies, and see where that gets you. See if the other army providers vote you out for lack of participation."

Skinnar sighed, "I'll work it out, Cotaxus. I don't want those four people in the UO to die, they are under my protection!"

"Nulix won't be hurt, he's been under our credit for a while," Cotaxus muttered, "The rest... will die. And we will get the Virus sphere... I got a meeting in Ulfire. I'll be seeing you, my Gran Hairis Skinnar."


OOC: Basically, Cotaxus is the evil U.O. Army, Skinnar is the good guy on the sidelines trying to save his brother, which means he has to find a way to stop the U.O. Army.

 

OOC: Suspenseful. What will happen in the end...

*grumblegrumblexardiuswillkilleveryonegrumblegrumble XD

OK, I'm joking. It won't happen...

BIC: Dyran woke up suddenly with the sunrise. Walking out of the ship, he yawned and blinked for a bit, before stretching and beginning his morning workout.

Marcus stepped out of the ship after him.

"What do you think?" he asked as Dyran did a backflip, landing on his feet, rolling forward, and stabbing upwards with his hand.

"I think they hate us," Dyran grunted.

"You do look like him," Marcus said. "Maybe that's why..."

"Tera Roth...is dead," Dyran said, pausing for a moment. "And I'm no replacement."

"I wonder," Marcus said. "Three of us seems excessive."

"Take Alphonse and leave," Dyran said, already turning back to his exercising. "Find Highwind and the other Guardians. Make sure they stay alive."

Marcus said nothing, and Dyran turned to already find Marcus gone.

Grunting, Dyran turned back to his morning routine.

 

Xane woke up early to find the ship on autopilot. Stretching and heading towards the pilot's seat, he accessed the ship's main computer and looked at where they were headed next.

 

Dyran walked over to him. "Wing set the ship on autopilot when he got up," he said. "I haven't checked where we're going yet..."