[Jay]

Man, this was pretty nice.

It wasn't often that she met someone who was as attached to their Scroll as she was. Frankly, texting was easier than talking, so she didn't even think about the fact that Chloro seemed unable to do the latter; wasn't relevant. This was better.

She laughed at the compliment given to "CARMIM'S" half-witted attempt at splitting the Huntsmen up. She wasn't sure if her uninvited guest was being serious or not, but it was funny either way. can't take credit for that one lol. that was all "CARMIM" haha. but thx qt, i worked p hard on this. u wanna tag along?

She grinned, peering up from the screen of her Scroll, with mischief in her mind.

Her eye caught onto the cameras again, though, projected onto her screen, and presumably Chloro's as well, if the other girl was still paying attention to the goings-on around the train.

Some big armored thing and a pink-haired chick rolled up from that pesky Manta. And seemed like they were heading to cause some trouble. Quite annoying.

Hmm.

Seemed they might not have long to chat before they were interrupted. A pity.

hehe. flattery will get you everywhere, luv. ok, u can help me. what's in it for you, tho??

WC: 214 // TWC: 214

[Chloro Smoke]

we are the lost
and the silent

   tags: Ruqa Reyes

  WHERE THE SKIES END -- STARSET

 outfit: As described

words: 290/290

Chloro gave off off a small chuckle as even this Nastya reverted to her scroll for communication. She could definitely get along with this girl. A strange but good pairing if all hit off well. Her eyes did revert to the tablet for the cameras and also, noticed the two, one Ruqa Reyes and some girl she didn't recognise. An interruption was all but assured at this pace. Chloro tapped her fingers along the edge of the tablet as she thought for a moment before noticing a small control panel along the side. Moving to said panel, she would continue to uphold the conversation, tapping at her scroll as she pryed open the panel.

"My initial plan was to find out the contents of the product that they were moving with this train and use it in my own way to cause chaos within the council and the city, but it seems you already have that idea as well. Plus, now I've had the pleasure of a face to face meeting, it would be nice to have a friend in this fight." Eventually she would snap the panel off and begin musing over the wires and possible entry points before spotting a small spot to connect her tablet and go to town. Her goal? Restore the auto turrets and hinder the Mantra and Huntsmen as much as possible, as well as maybe make something else to cause issues. She needed time, and these would buy it. Looking to Nastya again, she figured some introductions might be of use now. "As you stated, Boulder ain't my name. Chloro Smoke is, pleasure to meet you Nastya." Followed by a sly wink as she went back to the panel and started the process.

♚ Made by SYLVIA of SA and GS ♚

[Jay]

dust lol. good stuff too. schnee company. you can have it, i guess lmao

She tossed Chloro a cheeky grin and a wink, before glancing back down at the camera feed in dismay. Jet was really fucking things up. And the glue-sniffing fuckwit wasn't doing a whole lot better. Actually... Scratch that. He was down. And some blue-haired chick was freeing the hostages. "Aw damn..." Ugh. So that was Miette, Clover, and soon-to-be-Jet, since a big tough guy isn't worth much if he can't catch the fuckers he was supposed to deal with.

Well...

She still had one more pawn on the board, didn't she?

u seem like a good friend to have n a fight chloro lol. better than these neanderthals lmao. guess u overheard my name haha. Could be problematic later, but she had a good feeling about the mysterious chaos-seeker.

hey, wanna help me out??? overclock that pretty little bike of yours- should totes be able to catch up if it cuts through the mountainside. and mb distract the pigs if you can.

She turned her attention back to the controls of the train.

They were almost fast enough...

She was at least going to get in a little last-minute mayhem before bailing out. Didn't seem especially likely that her group was going to achieve their goals, but frankly, that didn't concern her much. She was with them out of convenience, not any kind of loyalty. She wasn't like Clover and Jet. The cause had never really mattered to her much.

She just liked blowing shit up.

Starting with the train, and ending with the station, when they reached Mistral City.

To that end, after a bit more fiddling with controls, she abruptly stopped, and began circling the room, planting a few more of the devices scattered around the train, along with a few fistfuls of fire dust charges, and some more conventional timed explosives.

She glanced up to Chloro, a lethal grin across her face. "Hope you locked that door tight behind you."

WC: 342 // TWC: 556

[Chloro Smoke]

we are the lost
and the silent

   tags: Ruqa Reyes

  WHERE THE SKIES END -- STARSET

 outfit: As described

words: 371/661

She fiddled with wires as the girl answered her messages, trying out new things and checking over her camera displays to see if anything changed. With a disgruntled huff, she continued to fiddle around, and tapped away at her program to tinker and over take the trains systems, especially it's defence systems. She had researched into this particular model and knew that around here was the mainframe for the defence systems. Turrets, a missile launcher and some reinforced shutters for specific parts of the train. This would be good if she just managed to get into the system. Taking time as her program went to work, she turned back to her scroll and read through the few messages and glanced over to Nastya every now and then as she did her own work.

She gave a slight smirk as she went about replying and setting the tone for this daring escape. Overclocking the bike could be done remotely, but it was haphazard right now. This was the first strenious test and she couldn't have it do it for long. With a few presses on her scroll, she activated the overdrive for the ride, and a low sounding bang came from far off. Checking the "dash-cam", the bike was speeding towards the train. Part one complete. "I don't do well in fights, but I can most certain get others to fight for me. These huntsmen are gunna be held up for some time. Not sure just how long however, it's me and you verse's two fully equipped teams and a Mantra." But then, she glanced up with a smirk. "Good thing I can keep the Mantra away."

An audible ding came from her tablet as she moved to the door and locked it again properly, both semblance and a bar over the handle, before returning to the tablet. Turrets were ready and fully her control, along with the missle launcher and the security countermeasures. Pressing a few buttons, the shutters on cart two dropped and blacked out the rooms within. "Security systems ready for your mark. Bike is on it's way, we just need to hold out for a few minutes. Doubt we can secure the dust now, so we leave it."

♚ Made by SYLVIA of SA and GS ♚

[Jay]

Huh.

More useful than she'd initially presumed, honestly. Very nice. A casual glance in the other girl's direction revealed that Chloro was apparently pretty well-versed in the kinds of mechanisms commonly found on a train like this one. Maybe even this train, specifically- she'd come here independently, so it was hardly a stretch to assume that the girl hadn't done her homework.

Nastya had.

Blueprints memorized. Control schemes, ideal structural weak points, location of the fuel lines, et cetera. She'd been prepping for this job for weeks. She was supposed to be the getaway driver, but it seemed the rest of her crew was far more inept than they'd advertised when she had been recruited to this little revolution.

Fucking politics.

At least she hadn't been assigned to the back cars. Much less defensible. Too much risk.

Her Scroll buzzed gently and silently; she glanced down and smiled.

The bike was en route. She didn't actually need Chloro to tell her that- through the same breach she'd used to hack into the central mainframe of the train's security systems, and also Chloro's burner Scroll, she could see the GPS tracker for the bike, and the remote controls. That pompous skeeze-bag tabloid reporter thought he was Mistral's "Fly on the Wall?"

Fuck no.

She smirked back.

works 4 me lol. keep the manta busy, i'll stir some shit up behind us. ez

Yeah, leaving the dust was regrettable, but couldn't be helped. Not that she had much use for it anyways. Unlikely that she was going back to the OAN after this mess... They were off-putting and radical, in the fronts they wore to their political rallies and things, but behind closed doors, their extremist cells were brutal and zealous. There wasn't much point in returning alive, if she hadn't accomplished her mission in its entirety- they expected her and the rest of her crew to martyr themselves for the cause.

Yeah, fuck that shit.

She liked being alive a lot more than she cared about purging the Faunus from the four kingdoms. Hardly a contest there, she didn't really have a big beef with them anyways. Didn't really care one way or the other about them, she just wanted to make a big mess for someone else to clean up.

Which she still intended to do.

things might get messy, ok? hope your bike can keep up. ;-)

With a grin, she tapped twice on the intercom system, and reached up towards a red lever.

"Testing, testing! Mayday, mayday! This is your control operator speaking..."

WC: 427 // TWC: 983

[Jay]

XP Distribution:

Jay: 9 XP
0 + 9 = 9

Chloro Smoke: 6 XP
189 + 6 = 195