Tag A-Longs

[Ash]

At Dante's Abyss

Daxter was loving the attention brought on by the new face. He'd never laid eyes on the demonic figure, and he'd never forget a body like that, but she seemed okay enough. Jak needed more friends anyways, his anger problem was getting a little old. The orange and yellow creature darted through the halls but Ash and Desmen could keep up at a leisurely pace given how often Daxter had to stop to check each hallway branching off and each door. There was a high-pitched scream from a woman behind one of these doors, and quickly a bottle of shampoo was tossed at the peeping Tom. Daxter was quick and dodged out of the way just in time. "Hey! I wasn't even looking!" He said, but the door slammed in his face.

Ash giggled, and this brought Daxter's attention back to her. He gave her the biggest cheesiest grin and rubbed the back of his neck. She moved over and crouched, offering her arm for him to climb. "Come on, you will he able to see him better from up here." She offered, with a friendly and genuine smile. 

Daxter felt warm in the cheeks, if only because of the embarrassment, but decided she had a point. He always saw much better while riding Jak's shoulder. Scurrying up her soft and mostly bare flesh, he was on her shoulder in no time, but he moved to the other one quickly because it felt off not being on her left shoulder where he normally sat on Jak. Standing slowly so he didn't fall was unnecessary, but he appreciated the notion. He scanned the area and saw a crowd forming in the distance. 

Ash saw it too. She quickly took in what was happening, and could only guess it was a line of people trying to get a sighting of someone impressive from the games. She couldn't help but compare them to fan-clubs in anime from back in the day. Already the security was starting to break it up, but there were still girls screaming the names of their desired men. There were times when pure unison won out, times when the names were being screamed over each other, and a time when the screams were from being directed away. Before they could venture any closer though, a man approached them and said that it was time to leave.

They watched as Jak appeared and ran through the teleporter. Desman started to point this out, but Daxter was louder. He pointed to the distance while grabbing Ash's horn while not thinking about it and yelled, "There he goes!!"

Ash's blind eyes gave the directing man a glare, then turned back to see Jak vanish. Behind him Tony. Excellent. "Where is that portal taking them? Were his friends." She said, looping herself up with the other two, at least long enough to meet Jak, possibly Tony. The man gave them a suspicious look but finally cleared his throat and grunted a location before moving onward. "Coruscant." She repeated, looking back at Daxter who shrugged. "Well then, let's go find him."


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Randomly in Coruscant.(Tier 2)

The Storm Demon hasn't had a lot of experience in this place as she had when she first arrived, but Ash knew the moment she saw the sky that she wasn't in the top tier, not the bottom. It took a moment to adjust, but they finally figured out they were in Tier 2.

Then again, showing up in Tier 5 would have been far too convenient. About as convenient as showing up next to Jak, Tony, or Harlan. She shook her head and then glanced back at the robot. The artificial light reflected off his red paint job and glassy features. Ash thought the electronic stood out even more so now that he was surrounded by more impressive pieces of technology. Even if there was a single difference between tier 1 and 2 in this place, it wasn't going to be the technology. Her eyes from their masked appearance glance around once more, but it was official. Jak was nowhere to be seen. 

"Well... That's not supposed to happen. Daxter said from his new perch. His soft orange fur tickled Ash, but she didn't show it. He looked all around. Left, right, front, behind, up, and down ... Right at Ash's cleavage. He stared long enough for her to notice, but tried to pretend he wasn't by wiping the drool off his chin and looking away. "Ahem. That means we have to find tall dark and angry." He suggests.

Ash pulls out her phone and then flicks through a few things with just a swipe of her thumb. Countless numbers crossed her screen, but Daxter wasn't paying any attention to her hand. She absent-mindedly reached up and stroked his chin while she downloaded her app. He didn't want to admit he liked it, but while no one was looking Daxter enjoyed the touch. He was starting to really appreciate this woman and her style.

When the app was done it already had a memory of people she could tap, but the most important one at this moment was Jak Mar. The phone flashed as she tapped it, and a screen appeared over her blank eyes to create a hub over them. Jak's location was represented by an icon only she could see. She dropped her hand from the orange fuzzy God and put it on her hip that cocked just enough to support it. "Found him. She stared past the screen at Daxter. "Shall we?" Her tone tilted towards more seductive, the creature on her shoulder was already taking a grab at the woman's horns for support. She turned to Desman with a flick of her tail. "Follow me~!"

[Jak Mar]

Tier 2

Jak was typing back to “Anon” who was carefully typing back slowly and quietly. Torn took a picture of said “map” of the empire prison and it appeared on his phone with a few marks.

“Be careful, Torn. I’ll find you and your pals.” Jak typed back to Torn.

Torn knew he was alone from here on out until Jak got the news.

“You owe me, Torn. Later.”

(Jak’s communicator got a app that has a vita compass on it now)

It began to beep trying to track various people’s last known locations. It pointed Daxter’s, Desman’s and a unknown beep coming near him.

Jak turned back, sighing. He knew the others were trying to find him and his location.

Torn would have to hold off by himself.

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Daxter held onto Ash’s shoulder, rather liking the view from her shoulder “You see his location, Ash and Desman?”

He was just happy to see his friend again, but he’d have to tell his employer later about the thief job he was supposed to do.

He raised a eyebrow “Desman, are you sure you’ll be ok?”

The reddish robot looked up “Not sure.”

Daxter sighed and slid down Ash’s shoulder to comfort the hurting robot’s feelings.

“What’s bothering you?”

[Desman Black]

Des figured he had no choice in the matter as they were all looking for Jak anyway, and if something happened to Daxter not only would he have his own conscious to deal with, but Jak well. The robot shivered at the thought of his elf's friend 'Dark" Jak ripping him limb from limb.

The sound of Daxter's voice was the only thing to interrupt Desman from his thinking, though, part of him wished it hadn't.  He looked around at the area the ottsel was talking about, it looked familiar, but something, other then the ground from the craters scattered around, seemed missing.

The robot let out audible grunt and rested his head in his palms, sure Des didn't get headaches anymore, but it's a natural reaction to anything that would've when he was human.

Images of the robotic creatures from earlier rushed into Des's head, they were with assorted aliens and shadowy creatures, everything oozing black liquid from their crevasse. No, that's not correct, not everything, there were people ,frightened people, frightened people he didn't do anything to help...

"Des, come on snap out of it!" Desman regained his grip on the real world to find Daxter clinging to his face, who quickly jumped down once they got a reaction. "We lost you for a secound, what happened?."

"Just, memories..."

[Ash]

There in the alleyway between an iron fire escape and another apartment building of some sort stood two groups. The two friends, and Ash. Around them, the shadows that clung to every bring and metal casing grew darker, fuller, braver. Like demons, they fed on the despair in the metal man's heart the darkness that blanketed the the cubby hole the three had landed became swollen and ready to burst. Slowly the claws of his past demons reached out for Desman's heart, caressing his metal casing that would send chills throughout anyone else's spine. But as Daxter rushed to the aid of his friend they dispersed as if banished shades in the light!

The friendship between them was real, had to be for Daxter to rush to the side of someone other than Jak or a pretty girl. The worry was thick in his voice, but Daxter managed to remain himself in all of it. "That's it, buddy, it will be okay." The mythical creature said in attempts to cheer up his ally, patting the metal man on his back. "Do you want to talk about it?"

She watched from the unseeable eyes behind the floating visor that now locked onto both of them. An outsider like her wouldn't understand this kind of companionship, this kind of compassion. Ash didn't have true friends, and frankly, she could use without the sob-story. She's had friends, sure, but anyone who's had the misfortune of considering her anything more than just an acquaintance or someone you worked with felt the swift kick of her boot in their ass as she rejected them harshly. So instead of joining in on the conversation she stood apart from it and just waited for the waterworks.

Only for her head to snap at attention as her new app sent a noise straight into her skull. She watched the distance meter in her hub lower while it announced to her that Jak was on the move. "Guys." She interrupted. "He's moving, do you maybe wanna hold it together until we get to his side?" She asked, letting her eyes side glanced them. Her tail floated in the air behind her as if it were swimming in its own current of time.

They didn't seem too shocked at her calm comment, but with a helpless glance back at Desman - who nodded as best as a robot could - Daxter turned back to Ash and nodded in a determined way. "Lead the way, hot stuff." He said, letting his eyes fall onto her perky ass. It was barely covered in those tiny shorts, surely she knew what she was doing! He had an obligation to stare at this point.

"Flattery will get you everywhere, sweetie." She teased back, and then began leading the way in a soft sprint, heading straight for Jak. The numbers in front of her counted down twice as fast as they closed the distance, but eventually faded from view when they reached a certain point. The app detailed it was within a few blocks. She had to stop, but Daxter didn't. He was already leaping up to her body, making sure to cop a feel while he passed her butt, narrowly missing her tail on its way back from an arc. He found her shoulder again and lifted a paw to look around for his friend. She dismissed the screen across her eyes and looked as well.

"Dynamite!?" Daxter called out, and his voice bounced across an empty cavern of buildings. "Kid?" He wasn't worried so much as he just wanted to find his friend. Had he known Jak's friends were in trouble he might not have leaned on his new ride so casually, crossing one leg over the other and letting his tail curled over the back of her neck. It looked like she was wearing him partially, but he didn't notice. He waved at the air and looked back at Desman. "Where is that big lug? It's not polite to keep a lady waiting." He looked over his shoulder with an arched brow and a grin, smoothing back his ears. "Especially one so uniquely interested in meeting my sidekick." He looked like he was trying to find a balance between gauging her interest in him and proposing Ash show the eco-warrior some love when he showed up.

The demoness responded with the signature smirk and winked at him. "If only he knew I was waiting for him, right?"

[Jak Mar]

how's this?

The eco warrior was uncharacteristically worried since he had an alert from Torn saying he was in trouble. Jak pushed a button on his com calling Daxter and Desman. "Hey Dax, Desman you hear me? It's me, Jak. Torn is in a rough spot." He paused when he heard a woman's voice. and Daxter apparently having a side conversation. “Wait, who's that, Dax?”

Daxter gave a big grin and said “Ash, she's cute.”

"You have another-" Daxter cut Jak off. "It's been three years!"

Jak raised a eyebrow "what about Tess?"

Daxter sighed " well you haven't seen Kiera in three years"

Jak groaned "fine"

Another beep came "Dax this is from Torn. He's got a map. He's in trouble. Sending it your way."

Daxter stepped back "wait hold up a second TATTOOED Wonder is in trouble?"

Daxter frowns "serves him right"

Jak cleared his throat "Dax."

"What's wrong with tattoos?" Ash's voice spoke up again.

"Nothing baby. Hey, can you help?" Daxter offered.

"Prison break? Guys got balls, that's for sure." She looked over at Desman again, then at Dax. "The autographs can wait, but if you want me to help I don't mind Orange Lightening owing me a favor."

Daxter said "I owe ya one ash, let's bust tattooed warrior out"

"Send her the map, Dax. Meet you there."

[Desman Black]

'Prison... Break?' Desman thought to himself about actually doing this [i]'I would do this for Jak would probably do the same for me no questions asked, but I don't know this guy. If it turn's out he's in there for doing some thing good and I don't help, I'm going to feel like a Jack-ass. But I don't even have both sides of the story, in fact, I have no sides, I have no Idea what's going on.'

"What is this guy in for anyway?" The short robot finally said out load, thinking of a way out of this mess if he doesn't like the answer.

[Ash]

Ash concentrated on her weapons while the Map downloaded into her Comm, calling on the only two items she knew like the back of her hand. As they re-materialized (she had demateralized them for the public display at the games) she noted to herself that she should consider summoning something else. Strapped to her left thigh, over the ripped stockings which looked like they were cutting into her skin, appeared a dagger in a holster; its handle was oddly thin and came to a pen-like point while its blade was unseen, but the case suggested it had a unique curve to it. Around her arm formed a strange contraption that looked like a crossbow, but made for something larger, nothing was pre-loaded, but she pulls the launching wire back and hooks it into place. Even if it pre-maturely went off it would damage nothing, however it was set up so that her will was the trigger not anything on the device since being uploaded in this game. Finally at her right hip appeared a wicked looking grappling hook.

Inspecting the hook was a bit harder than just a glance, but even if she wasn't preparing herself and was distracted enough for Daxter to consume every detail of her luscious body, she wouldn't try to hide it. The Claw itself was red and covered in runes, not at all differently than the stuff Daxter has seen before through out his world, yet so very different that it was impossible to read them even if he knew how to read ancient text. The cool metal reflected the street light's glow they stood under, it magnified how sharp the hooks really were - this was a weapon, not just a means for travel that was for sure. In six loops dangled the rope, but even the red robot next to them could tell you that it wasn't the usual material. It was glossy black, and 'braided' only occasionally. One might have to touch it with their bare fingers to believe it wasn't fake, but it was 15 foot of course raven-colored hair. The thought could even cross one's mind it was her hair, after all the color matched flawlessly, but Ash's was thinner than it.

As she was inspecting the map the other two spoke.

Daxter frowned, and then put the phone on speaker for everyone to hear. " Jak, explain."

"Well Desman, Torn is my old boss and a friend of mine. He's also a important figure at home as A Commander and rebel leader."

As soon as they begun, Ash was getting flashbacks from the game she'd played. "Oh!" She said, then turned to Desman. A robot with a conscious and feelings? Worse, morality dilemmas. "Torn.." She turned to face the robot she's all but ignored at this point. "I guarantee the guy got nabbed for something that conflicts with the Empire's twisted concept of law, not for killing innocents, or whatever else have you." She paused to turn to Daxter who has the phone near her ear so Jak could hear her as well. "By the way, that guy is a dick." Then back to Des. "Are you coming? Sounds like we don't have a lot of time to weight the options, and really I'm a woman of action." She stopped to wink at Daxter who's brain was wired perfectly to think about the innuendo she was implying.

He let out a feral growl in delight, almost dropping the phone before cupping the receiver and whispering to Jak, "Man you won't believe the body on this girl."

"Dax.." Jak growled, "Please focus on something other than her looks,"

"No promises." Daxter said, this time aloud, not aware that Ash heard all of it and that's why she was grinning. Her face wiped of emotion though and she rose a pierced brow at Des. "We going?"