City 45 RP (Downtime Roleplay - Rip off of Eli's Outlands) :P

[Sexy Frog]

As she paces down the hall, still twirling her stunstick, she find her feet subconsciously steering her towards the armory. Her sanctuary of sorts while awaiting the construction of the new APEX room. Standing in the stall she sizes up the buttons before pressing the corresponding numbers. The loud squawk of the alarm signals it's opening as she steps out and walks inside.

"<:: Unit 211 restocking armory..." she muttered plainly before sweeping her gaze across the scarcely stocked shelves.

Irritably rolling her eyes at the neglect from other units she begins dragging crates into the High Command section of the armory to restock. After several minutes of placing ammo of necessary shelves, she piles the empty crates in the corner where she found them with a satisfied sigh.

"<:: Armory restocked." Suddenly, a wave of curiosity washed over her as she heard the GRID garage door open and close.

She creaked the armory door open and poked her head out before noting nobody in sight. She walked out of the armory before locking it up tight and walking to the hall and over to the Garage. As the Nexus door slid open she began her decent, the metal of the stairs pattering with each step.

[Dixon]

*Percy settles in to his new room, He sniffs around the room, Smelling a horrible stench coming from the Bathroom, He opens the door then a Body of a Citizen with the CID: 57930, The body, Rotting to the bone, Percy runs downstairs onto the street shouting

"Help!"

After saying "Help" he starts to throw up then stops after a while.

[turhral=S=C=]

773 hears the screaming citizen crying for help, jogging to him.

"<:: What seems the problem, citizen?"

The citizen then throws up, and 773 jumps back to not get dirty.
"<:: Holy sh- Citizen, what happened to you?"

[Darkshifter98]

As Jason makes his way to the doors of the UCH, a man suddenly runs past him, flinging open the double doors. Jason stumbles back, catching himself on nearby brickwork and watches as the man runs into the street. He hears the ever so-famaliar cries for help, and cringes as the man loses his lunch on the street. He shows a rather noticable hint of concern as he watches the unit and the man talk, concerned for the mans well-being. Jason looks back towards the UCH, his concern beginning to fall back onto himself as he fears what could be awaiting inside...

[Dixon]

Percy looks up to the officer and yells out

"Uhh...uhh, Apartment B6! Dead Body! In...*Puke* Bathroom!"

Percy pukes once more then faints.

[turhral=S=C=]

As he hears the puking citizen talk, 773 quickly pulls out his radio and talking into it.

"<:: A citizen here reports of a Dead body in UCH apartment B6, advise?"

[Hazard Time]

As 350 resumes his patrol, his radio crackles with reports of a dead body in the UCH.  Switching it on, he speaks into it, "Elite Unit 350 of NOVA responding.  Give me a moment to contact SPECTRE."  Switching the frequency of his radio he calls out, "This is Elite Unit 350, are any SPECTRE-NOVA available?"

Spoiler for OOC:

Gonna try and see if I can get ReDrUm or another forensics unit involved

[cookiesofamerica]

As 211 begins to walk into the garage, he sets up some targets at least 5-10; after this is complete he begins to set up an high-caliber emplacement gun and begins to aims down the sight, tapping on the trigger.

The trigger clicks as electrified dark energy shoots out toward the targets as the bullets hit one of the targets it creates a hole with the radius being at least 10-12 inches with 1-2 penetrating the target. He releases the trigger, switching to the next then repeats the burst. The gunfire test seems to last only half a minute as all the targets are seemingly cut in half.

[Lone Wanderer <??"?]

'Flower' watches carefully as the comotion occurs in the plaza, with units obviously reporting to some issue in the UCH. She merely follows their movements with her eyes from the bench in front of the plaza, not moving in any other real form. After a few moments of watching the show, she sighs, looking back down at her hands. Clearly more interesting than the daily happenings around the City. She should be used to units charging into the UCH by now, after all. She quietly hums to herself, kicking her feet back and forth ever so slightly, waiting for something more interesting to happen in such a dull place.

[kmp]

The Commander barges out of the Nexus, his mechanical joints singing their song of suffering as the heavy thuds of his footsteps echo through the Plaza. The Commander only holds his sword in his hand, the sheath writhing about on his belt as he moves in a jog towards the UCH. He ignores the Unit and Citizen as he storms past, the concrete steps cracking under his boots. The thuds continue as you hear him move up the stairs, coming to a halt when he reaches the bathroom of B6.

[Darkshifter98]

After a moment of watching all the commotion, Jason finds it better to just allow the CCA to do their job and move on. Jason blows some hot air into his hands, sulking slightly down the steps of the UCH. He walks down, again, the sidewalk of hugging the UCH. He starts to branch away from the sidewalk as it turns towards the RD, veering left towards the benches surronding the monument. His eyes just for a moment flick left as he sees the gigantic unit from before jogging back outside, he hunches his shoulders slightly as he runs towards the UCH. He keeps his head low as he avoids eye contact with anyone to his left, and also trying to conserve a little body heat, feeling rather chilly.

[YankeeSamurai]

A single lightbulb hangs from the ceiling, dimly lighting the corner where Max Mundie sits hunched over in a folding chair. He appears to be a rather shabbily-dressed middle-aged man with thinning hair, wearing wire-framed eyeglasses and a flimsy-looking headset connected to a battered radio. Presently, he yawns and takes off the headset, putting it around his neck. He then reaches across the table to flick a few switches on the radio, but not without audibly grumbling under his breath.

With that done, Mundie leans backwards and turns to yell over his shoulder.
" 'ey Knox! No transmissions from the Cartographer! That makes it, ehh... what, 15 days since we last heard from 'im?"

He scritch-scratches his temple, miffed.
"It don't seem right t' leave us in the dark like this! You don't think he's been compromised or anything, eh?"

[turhral=S=C=]

Out of Character for OOC:

KMP, it is in B6, not A6.

[Mr. Pettit]

Sitting in a hunched posture at the metal desk within the office of the garage, GRID Divisional Leader 495 focuses on his datapad, transitioning between supporting his head with his hand and drumming his fingers on the desk he half-listens to the testing that 864 is conducting close by. After the gunfire ceases, 495 chuckles lightly shaking his head as he continues to type. Finishing, a faint *beep* followed by the standard saving screen appears on the interface: Saving... Saving... Done. After shutting it down, the Unit pushes his chair out of the desk's leg space to face the window, watching 864 and soon after 211 enter the room. Impressed by the Officer's test, he lets out a simple "Hmm..." as if to express his positive feelings.

[wag1]

In the other end of the room, there is a small couch tailored for two, which appears to be occupied by a man in his early thirties. A lamp on a nearby end-table illuminates the couch and that general area. The man laying down on the couch dons a blue City 45 citizen jumpsuit with rolled up sleeves. His hair is unkempt, which goes well with his sprouting facial hair. His figure is rather slim, though there is in fact meat on those bones. This man was given the name Seth Knox at birth. Seth, having his feet hung over the arm-rest, swings them down to the hard and cold floor. He lifts himself up from the couch and heads over towards Max.

He talks and walks all at the same time.
"I doubt he'd get into anything too serious. He knows what's at risk, he's probably just... Doing something."

Seth grinds his teeth together, starting to speak again soon after.
"But let's try not to worry about it too much. He's done this before, he'll be back soon."