Tales from Underway

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka began whistling as he rode on his bike, riding along slowly. I wonder what I'm going to make for dinner tonight. It's probably also my shift at the bar tonight. That's always interesting.

[Rayleonarde]

Some officers peeled away from the group, to chase down Clover. The remaining officers began arresting the combatants, calling in prisoner wagons as they went.

[Tina]

Clover tried to keep flying but she was starting to get woozy from blood loss. She started losing altitude and crashed landed onto the concrete knocking herself out.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka continued riding but stopped suddenly as he saw Clover lying unconscious on the floor, bleeding from her leg. Better judgement says leave it alone. Al, better judgement. Better judge- ah screw it. Probably got shot up by one of the currently warring factions. A little bit of a patch up couldn't hurt anyone... Especially me. The wolf rode over to Clover and began thinking of how to stop the bleeding.

[Rayleonarde]

Suddenly, the police rounded the corner shouting. "Freeze! That's a fugitive, sir! Back away!" They crept up slowly towards Alka, weapons drawn.

[Tina]

However as Clover laid there unconscious her beautiful appearance starts to fade, revealing how ugly she was. Her long blonde hair turned dark grey, her teeth looked sharp and gnarly, her back hunched up and her fingers looked like long claws. Worst of all she started to smell a little like rotten fruit.

The bullet wound however was the bigger issue and lucky for her the bullet had passed right through and wasn't embedded in her thigh. The bleeding wasn't to bad but it was still enough to be a concern.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

The look didn't bother Alka at all, but he scrunched up his face a little at the smell "Fugative? She looks too bloody old to lift the laxatives she probably has to take, let alone a weapon. Sorry, but I'm sure you have the wrong... umm... lady?" Alka readied himself for a gun fight, keeping his paws ready to upholster is pistols.

[Tina]

Clover started to stir at that comment as she has sort of a sixth sense for when she is being insulted.
"I heard that..." she said her voice weak.

[Rocco Rex]

Cabur went back home to the one last unopened crate "Time to go back to akaan again." he said with a sigh. He put his paw on the sensor, and the crate hissed open. He started to unpack the contents...

[Tina]

(What I find funny is Clover looks like she is in her 70's when she is actually 22 years old. )

[Rayleonarde]

"She ran from a crime scene, after assaulting several individuals, sir. Please, stand aside." The police surrounded Alka and Clover.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Alka rolled his eyes. This is what happens when you don't listen to your better judgement dumbass... I guess I am obliged to save the old woman. No way she could've run from a crime scene with a bullet hole bleeding that much. Alka put down the stopper for the bike and sighed. "Sorry boys, but I can't say I believe you. So, before I disable every weapon in your drawn arsenal, stand down and allow me to attend to her wounds." Alka looked around taking in the weapons, their barrels and the police people holding them. If I do not regret doing this, it'll be because I'll wake up, be at home in my armchair, reading my book with a half-empty glass of wine nearby.

[Tina]

"...don't be an idiot. I appreciate you bein' nice and all but they're not lying. I am Fortune Thief Clover after all, one of the wolf's right hand girls." She said with frowning slightly. She didn't like being called old because she wasn't...but she didn't want to drag someone innocent down to her level even if they are insulting her.
"Listen you seem too pretty to be goin' to jail. Me...well I may not look like much but I will survive."

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

"Wait, you're with Wolfe? Shit. So, things really are going down." Alka closed his eyes considering his options. This is bad. I'm going to be associated with Wolfe now. I got caught defending one of his people. Which'll probably surprise Wolfe too... Ugh, what to do, what to do. I can't be caught taking a side, and yet I've already threatened the police. Well, I have one of too options. Preserve my current social status, or get fired from my day job. Alka gritted his teeth and sighed, kneeling down and ripping some of his jacket off, before beginning to roll it around her bullet wound.

[Rocco Rex]

About then a slight roar, like that of an engine, tore through the air. A figure dressed in full black Mandalorian armor landed next to Dr. Wolf. He bent down pulling out a small box, and pulled out an Israeli Battle Dressing (IBD) "I got this. Sit rep" as he started to bandage the leg.