Steam punk Anarchists (1 on 1 RP )

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

This is a one on one TO between me and Telios. It is in a futuristic Steam punk utopia. A tyranny is control over the small land and it is up to the small rebels to put a stop to it. Please do not post. Feel free to read.

Character Sheet.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Species:
Look:
Clothes:
Weapons:
Other:

[Telios]

Name:
Telios Lyu

Age:
23

Gender:
Male

Species:
Drolf
(Wolf/Dragon Hybrid)

Spoiler for Look:

Spoiler for Clothes:

Weapons:

Spoiler for Flintlock Pistol:

Spoiler for Cutlass:

Other:

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Name: Crest
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Dire Wolf
Look: He is six foot tall and dirty silver fur. He has an large mark on his chest which looks like a bull and other scars on his back. He tends to have a smile on his face.
Clothes: Black vest and trousers as well as black shoes,  he also wears a long tan trench coat,
Weapons: Guns in signature.
Other: Parents work in the government

[Telios]

(Hm. You start with dragging Tel into your plan from his house/lab?)

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((I know, I fogort))

*Crest walked through the murky city and entered a cosy workshop. He saw Telios and smiled.* Hey cousin. It's been to long. I need to ask a favour *he says approaching him slowly*

[Telios]

(Copy workshop?)

The hybrid turned around from his worktable and looked at the dire wolf. "Yes? What is it, Crest?" Tel asked, raising a brow at his cousin while wiping his hands clean with a cloth.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

((I meant cosy)
*Crest walks to the back if the workshop and motion Telios to come in there* We can't talk about this in the open. Come on! *he urges*

[Telios]

Telios hummed softly, feeling a bit off about this. "What is it?" He asked, following Crest into the living room behind his workshop.

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*Crest smirked and brought out a larg blueprint. He sweeped junk of the table and laid out the bleu paper* You know I'm always saying I'm gonna fight the government, well me and my friends have got a plan. *On the blueprint is a detailed sketch of the governments base in Gwen. The country's capital.*

[Telios]

Tel frowned and caught the cup along with a few others things that Crest swept off the table, putting them gently onto another one. "Hm... What is it?" He asked curiously, although in a doubtful manner as he wasn't sure if this was going to work. "Pretty detailed... What are you going to do? And What can I do?"

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

*Crest laughed shakily while rubbing his head* well I haven't exactly got a plan yet. but it can't be hard. *he says excited * We can do something

[Telios]

Tel sighed disappointedly and shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "Well then. What shall we do?"

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Good question.  *he says grabbing a pencil* well if we send someone through the vents he or she could open the doors. We don a few disguises and then I'm not sure. *he says circling the vents*

[Telios]

Tel looked at the blueprint and hummed softly, looking over the base. "The vents might be a good start... But risky. They can easily flush us out with steam."

[Crest Is Dead ((For Now))]

Well I don't see you coming up with anything! *he says.*