((Do we want to skip?))
A Lilac Sky//Private rp//Stalkers welcome
(To when?)
((Uh…well we could do sometime like during whatever gets Alex kicked out, or we could do the crash?))
(Hmm…. I think Crash, there’s more we can do there)
((Definitely. Want to start, or should I?))
(Um… can you? I’m currently working on an assignment that’s due tomorrow so sorry if I’m slow)
((I gotcha))
It had been loud, and big, the crash. That was one of the few things Cammy knew for sure, and it was the thing Hunk kept repeating over and over again. All the way out to the crash site, and the entire time Pidge fucked with his electronic shit.
"Anything?" Cammy asked, turning to look at the small boy in the green hoodie. They had both taken to ignoring Hunk for the time being, although Cammy had handed him one of the chocolates she kept on her for his common panickings. "What the hell is this thing?"
He’d felt the crash more so then actually see it. After getting kicked out/dropping out of the Garrison Alex had been alone since but he didn’t mind. He’d felt these weird… signals, like a pulsing drawing him to something yet couldn’t figure out what exactly it was. This crash might have the answers he needed.
He hopped onto his hover bike, pulling his goggles over his eyes and set off, speeding in the direction of the crash sight. No one could stop him, and for that he was thankful as fuck.
"Nothing yet. Just a lot of weird signals." Pidge pushed his large circular glasses further up his nose, studying the screen of his laptop closely.
"I gotta say, this is way more exciting than stealing booze from the staff lounge." Cammy said, rifling around her drawstring bag for the flask she had put in there.
The bike couldn’t go faster, but maybe that was a good thing as he came to a stop behind a large boulder when he noticed people in hazard suits walking out, carrying, “Shiro…” He breathed, eyes widening as he watched them take him away.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Alex was after them shortly after, pushing his bike as fast as it could go.
"Who was that?" Hunk asked, pointing at the bike chasing after the slow as hell Garrison cargo truck.
"Dios mio, I'd know that technique anywhere." Cammy, who had found the flask, said as she looked up. What the hell was Alex doing here, and what was in that truck he wanted so bad? "Bikes, come on. I wanna know what the fuck that asshole is doing."
The truck pulled into a large, what looked to be a holding facility, carrying Shiro out. Alex parked the bike, removing the goggles and pulling up his jacket so it covered the lower half of his face. He snuck in, keeping to the shadows.
It was a few minutes before he finally found his old friend, his brother, again. And with a metal arm at that. The hells is going on?
“The Galra! They’re coming, you have to warn people.” Shiro pulled at the restraints, his arm glowing a faint purple.
The other men in the room seemed shocked to say the least, and that’s when Alex attacked.
"You two wait here." Cammy hissed at her friends, before taking a swig from the flask and tucking it into her back pocket. She was an idiot, and well aware of it. But her friends weren't going to get injured because of her own rivalry. She slipped into the facility, steps completely silent as she avoided Garrison officials.
Alex was well aware of the cameras that caught the entire attack. The scientists or whatever they were were knocked out cold, thanks to him and he was quickly working on untying Shiro. Man it was nice to see him again, even if he looked like a mess but he remembered him, that’s all that mattered.
“I’ll get you out of here Shiro, I promise.” He muttered, slinging his arm round his shoulder.
Somebody had been busy, Cammy decided, as she stepped into the room. "Santa mierda. ¿Eso es Shiro?" She spoke up suddenly, stepping over an unconscious scientist and tossing one of Shiro's arms over her own shoulder. "And what the hell are you doing here?"
Alex frowned at Cammy, his okay mood plummeted so fast it was unreal, “Rescuing my friend, what does it look like. What are you doing here?” He replied, starting to make his way out of the room, trying to avoid the scientists as best he could.
"Seeing what the hell was going on." Cammy shot back, pointing down one of the hallways. "There are three of them the way you're going, try down here." The lights in the facility shut off, and she grinned. Thanks, Pidgey.
Alex looked down the hall and squinted into the darkness and the scientists that were fumbling around. Frowning, he nodded, leading them down the way that Cammy pointed, “My bike isn’t too far away, it’ll get us out of here quickly.”
"About that. I'm not alone." Cammy chuckled a bit awkwardly, jerking her head in the direction of the lights. "Couldn't do that on my own." Alex would have no idea who Pidge was, and would probably barely recognize Hunk.
Alex raised a brow and then frowned, looking between Shiro, Cammy and her friends, "We might be able to all fit… unless you and your friends are going back to the garrison, then you'll have to find your own way back."
"Going back means I'm on lockdown for the next three hundred years." Cammy made a face, exaggerating, but knowing it would be quite a while. With the whiskey she'd stolen, sneaking out, and showing up at two different crash sites on stolen bikes? Not to mention, she always took the fall. "Let's hope we fit."
Alex mumbled a string of curses under his breath, "Yeah, let's fucking pray we do," Luckily, it wasn't long before they were at his bike, Alex helping Shiro onto the back, "Go get your friends." He looked to Cammy, pulling on the goggles.
"Um, what's going on?" Hunk asked nervously as Cammy dragged him over. Pidge followed behind them, an eyebrow raised.
"We're getting the fuck out of here, that's what. Thanks for the save, Pidgeot."
"If you three don't hurry the fuck up we're gonna get caught," Alex said, revving up the bike, glaring… mainly at Cammy.
"You should be thanking the person who saved your ass too." Cammy shot back, eyes sparking in the dark.
They were all on fairly quick though, and despite the tight squeeze. Cammy kept a hold on Shiro, knowing that he was the most likely to fall, being unconscious and all.
"You did not save my ass," Alex replied, "If anything I'm saving yours." He smirked before shooting off at top speed, racing towards his home.
Cammy let out a whoop, ignoring her best friend's terrified mumblings. The sound of shouting followed as a few of the scientists finally made their way out of the facility, and Cammy laughed. No matter her rival driving, the unconscious hero in her arms, or anything, the adrenaline racing through her veins was insane.
Lucky for the group, Alex knew all the short cuts and… the more dangerous roots to go so they hopefully wouldn't get caught. The smirk on his face was apparent, partly because he loved the driving and partly because he just got his 'brother' back, even though he was unconscious.
"We've got a tail!" Cammy shouted, laughter evident in her voice. Behind them, a small squad of vehicles was following, close, but not managing to get too close.
"We're gonna die we're gonna die we're gonna-" "We're not gonna die!"