Felarya: The Second Age (Negavian Republic Campaign)

Elliot follows them with a small smile. He was glad they now had some sense of direction.

"Oh, what a delightful person," Molly commented as the soldier-ish-looking man turned and led her and her escorts away. "Having people to lead one places does take the stress off."

"But being followed around all the time is a pain in the ass," though Molly and Geno both, though perhaps with some disparities between their use of certain words. Nevertheless, Molly had a job to do and, of course, an image to uphold. She gladly followed the cheerful-seeming man to where he would lead them.

Kenny followed, sighing.
"Cruisers, big an' loud, Maybe this wont be as relaxing as I thought."

The hanger bay was a massive sight, holding more aircraft than ever, stockpiling several fighter jets, carriers, cruisers, and flying fortresses. And even still, workers are mass producing, as if preparing for a long and bloody struggle. The pilot got onto one of the cruisers and awaited for his passengers to come on board. "We shouldn't keep those nekos waiting eh~? I hear they're very punctual and accurate... especially with headshots!" said the pilot with a small chuckle.

"Is that so?" Molly replied, stepping onto the first step onto the craft. "I have a feeling we will all get along quite well."

Molly stepped the rest of the way onto the craft, her brisk, optimistic air as strong as ever. No reason to doubt what lies in the future - it was a lesson she learned from the hardships as a child. Or perhaps it had been a part of Geno's outlook on life that rubbed off on her from all the time they spent together. She wasn't entirely sure which. Nonetheless, she held high hopes for this mission. "Nightstalkers"...It reminded her of Geno and herself during their days living in Evernight Forest. It seemed to her that had she not been part of the new Negavian Republic, she'd be with these creatures of the night instead.

"Well I am quite the sniper myself." Elliot said smirking, pointing to the weapon strapped to his back, though he never really used it. He walked aboard behind Molly, smiling to her a bit. "I am glad to see this doesn't unnerve you at all Senator. It is not fun trying to protect someone who is paranoid, all the extra work gets quite annoying.

Kenny remained quiet, climbing aboard after Elliot and taking his seat. "I suppose I should get suited up, huh?"

(What is the carrier like? O.o I'm having trouble imagining it.)

(Just imagine one of those Star War type cruisers )

(Also, the Resurrection campaign is about to begin, sorry for the hiatus, but if you guys who are in this RP faction still wanna RP, please post for confirmation that you're still with us)

(I'm still in! Sorry this took so long, I didn't understand your wording the first time I read your last message here. ^^; But I'm totes still in!)

Still here.