Anyways, I didn't like this one too much. I was tired, and didn't want to write it later, so this is just setting up for the next part(s).
quite....close. Weren't we, Sandwich?Sandwich is obviously miffed at something, although we don't know what.
Sandwich: Yes...I have many questions, but the one I would most like to know the answer to most is; why are you hear?Bor grabs the two of them, and huddles them close together.
Borealis: I've been seeing what's been going on, lately. I just a recieved a message from Shrike, he wants to meet with us. 24-hundred.
Borealis: Can't chat, I gotta go, before they miss me.She gets up to go, and starts to run out.
Sandwich: Wait!She can't hear him, and continues on, trying to catch up with her patrol. Kalfereth steps up to Sandwich, to stand beside him. He turns
and gives him a puzzled look.
Sandwich: (Sighs) Don't give me that look. I won't answer you. Anyways, it's almost time for the meeting, we'd better get moving.Kalfereth chuckles, and they begin to walk out of the alley cautiously. We cut to:
INT. Abandoned Living Quarters. Night.We open to see a large, beat-up room, with a bed and a busted TV sitting in opposite corners. Gortef is laying on the bed,
darkage on the floor, and Wanderer is doing gaurd duty. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door. A three snap to attention, and
slowly take positions up around the door. The door opens slowly. The three get ready to attack, when a large, trenchoated figure leaps into
the room, rolls, and stands upright behind them. It is Ulundel.
Gortef: What the ****...?
Ulundel: Hurry! It gets late! Shrike has called a meeting, and the enemy's forces are closing on this position!The three exchange puzzled looks.
darkage: Excuse me...what?
Ulundel: You must trust me! We have to get out of here!Shouting is heard from outside. Wanderer rushes to the window, and peeks out. He motions for the others to come, and they comply.
Ulundel: You see? Now, will you come, or not?darkage turns to Wanderer and Gortef.
darkage: (Whispers) Well, it's either certain death with them, or less-than-certain death with him.
Wanderer: (Also Whispering) I concur.
Gortef: (Whispered) Well, it's settled then. We're going with him.Gortef turns around to face Ulundel.
Gortef: Well, then, I guess we've decided to go with you. Now, where is this meeting you've been talking about?
Ulundel: Follow me....As he wheels around to step out the door, the other three follow him quickly, and we fade to black.