05-03-2016, 04:18 PM
The first thing that Madotsuki noticed was that she was facing a brick wall. Svia stood next to it, opening a passage. Several large bags lay beneath the hole, presumably to store the weapons in. Madeline swung her legs around and hopped out of the truck. “Did we lose them?” She asked, lifting up a bag and putting a pistol inside it.
Rush’s voice emerged from somewhere behind the group, still inside the driver’s seat. “I don’t see them anywhere. I don’t hear them, either; we should be clear for a while.” There was the sound of a door slamming shut, then Rush poked his head into the storage area and offered the dreamer a hand. She ignored the offer and exited by herself. With a shrug, the raven-haired boy retrieved a bag and started to stuff weapons inside it. The others followed suit, and Madotsuki would’ve done so as well if her arm wasn’t injured.
About half an hour passed before all the weapons had been safely transferred to Tier 5. Once the final bag had been brought up, Madotsuki finally got to see the group’s base of operations. Truth be told, it wasn’t much to look at—if it were located in any of the upper tiers, the building would’ve been considered an eyesore. Here, down in the slumps of Tier 5, it actually looked decent, although that wasn’t saying much. A giant hole rested where the door should’ve been, hidden by a tattered, purple curtain. All the windows were similarly broken, blocked from the inside by brick walls. Another hole in the roof functioned as a makeshift sunroof, despite the fact that no sunlight could even reached into the depths of Courscant’s lower tiers.
The inside of the house was decidedly livable. Off to the right of the entrance was some sort of living room, with throw pillows scattered around a small analog TV. A gaming system sat in front of it, and Madotsuki quickly recognized it as a Super Famicom. She had actually owned one of those systems back before all this Omniverse stuff had happened, although the only game she had for the console, NASU, wasn’t worth playing in the slightest. Thankfully, they had a few games. None of them were NASU.
They dragged the bags upstairs, where four doors opened into bedrooms, if you could even call them that. They were mostly unfurnished, aside from a mattress, a blanket, a shelf and a lamp, although the rooms belonging to the others had little bits and bobs that they had collected over time. They were also dusty, probably because these guys didn’t own a vacuum. Madeline led the dreamer to the unoccupied bedroom.
“You did a great job out there.” Madotsuki glanced away in embarrassment. “You know… I was thinking. We have a guest room—maybe you could live with us for a while? I’m guessing you don’t have anywhere to live right now?” That was definitely true. Unless the streets counted as a place to live, which it probably didn’t. She nodded and the rebel grabbed her by the hand and led her back to the others. “Hey, guys! Madotsuki wants to stay with us!” Rush and Svia glanced at each other, then nodded.
“So does that mean you’re joining us?” Rush asked. Madotsuki nodded again. “Alright, then. Welcome to…” He hesitated, looking at Svia in the hopes that she’d finish the reply for him.
“We don’t really have a group name,” she admitted.
“But we should!” Madeline objected. “Hey, maybe Mado’s got a name we could use?”
Without thinking, Madotsuki suggested “The Night Terrors.” A brief moment passed before Rush grinned. “Sure, that’ll work.” He disappeared into another part of the house for a moment before returning with a multicolored orb and a walkie-talkie. Madotsuki’s eyes shone when she realized that the orb was actually Omnilium. “We said we were gonna pay you, so here.” He tossed the orb at Madotsuki, who caught it in her unharmed hand. “Only Primes can use this, so we don’t have a use for it.” The dreamer pressed it into her body, and the Omnilium vanished.
“Welcome to The Night Terrors.”
Rush’s voice emerged from somewhere behind the group, still inside the driver’s seat. “I don’t see them anywhere. I don’t hear them, either; we should be clear for a while.” There was the sound of a door slamming shut, then Rush poked his head into the storage area and offered the dreamer a hand. She ignored the offer and exited by herself. With a shrug, the raven-haired boy retrieved a bag and started to stuff weapons inside it. The others followed suit, and Madotsuki would’ve done so as well if her arm wasn’t injured.
About half an hour passed before all the weapons had been safely transferred to Tier 5. Once the final bag had been brought up, Madotsuki finally got to see the group’s base of operations. Truth be told, it wasn’t much to look at—if it were located in any of the upper tiers, the building would’ve been considered an eyesore. Here, down in the slumps of Tier 5, it actually looked decent, although that wasn’t saying much. A giant hole rested where the door should’ve been, hidden by a tattered, purple curtain. All the windows were similarly broken, blocked from the inside by brick walls. Another hole in the roof functioned as a makeshift sunroof, despite the fact that no sunlight could even reached into the depths of Courscant’s lower tiers.
The inside of the house was decidedly livable. Off to the right of the entrance was some sort of living room, with throw pillows scattered around a small analog TV. A gaming system sat in front of it, and Madotsuki quickly recognized it as a Super Famicom. She had actually owned one of those systems back before all this Omniverse stuff had happened, although the only game she had for the console, NASU, wasn’t worth playing in the slightest. Thankfully, they had a few games. None of them were NASU.
They dragged the bags upstairs, where four doors opened into bedrooms, if you could even call them that. They were mostly unfurnished, aside from a mattress, a blanket, a shelf and a lamp, although the rooms belonging to the others had little bits and bobs that they had collected over time. They were also dusty, probably because these guys didn’t own a vacuum. Madeline led the dreamer to the unoccupied bedroom.
“You did a great job out there.” Madotsuki glanced away in embarrassment. “You know… I was thinking. We have a guest room—maybe you could live with us for a while? I’m guessing you don’t have anywhere to live right now?” That was definitely true. Unless the streets counted as a place to live, which it probably didn’t. She nodded and the rebel grabbed her by the hand and led her back to the others. “Hey, guys! Madotsuki wants to stay with us!” Rush and Svia glanced at each other, then nodded.
“So does that mean you’re joining us?” Rush asked. Madotsuki nodded again. “Alright, then. Welcome to…” He hesitated, looking at Svia in the hopes that she’d finish the reply for him.
“We don’t really have a group name,” she admitted.
“But we should!” Madeline objected. “Hey, maybe Mado’s got a name we could use?”
Without thinking, Madotsuki suggested “The Night Terrors.” A brief moment passed before Rush grinned. “Sure, that’ll work.” He disappeared into another part of the house for a moment before returning with a multicolored orb and a walkie-talkie. Madotsuki’s eyes shone when she realized that the orb was actually Omnilium. “We said we were gonna pay you, so here.” He tossed the orb at Madotsuki, who caught it in her unharmed hand. “Only Primes can use this, so we don’t have a use for it.” The dreamer pressed it into her body, and the Omnilium vanished.
“Welcome to The Night Terrors.”
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