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Piper Moore

The sharp-tongued, spiteful inventor daughter of a pilot and an activist.

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a character in “The Sewer Rats”, as played by tessieyessie

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Piper Moore


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Age: 16

Race: Aerian


~~WIP~~

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Piper Moore's Story

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The crack of bark and trees followed by a loud collision sounded outside the city of Tineburgh as 'The Icarus' came to a crashing halt, nose first and straight into the ground. The rigging had twisted and curled itself around Piper Moore's limbs, leaving her dangling mere feet above the ground in what was probably going to be the first and last ship she had ever piloted.

Her chest contracted, she had felt the pressure of the air change as she'd decided to swan dive directly into a forest, but had never bothered to truly prepare herself for the atmospheric change. She began to writhe and claw at the rough ropes, trying to free herself, before coming to an abrupt stop as she'd realized something crucial she hadn't paid attention to until it was too late.

Taking in heaving breaths, she glanced down. Despite her preoccupation on trying not to die of a respiratory failure, she could see clear as day: Her inhaler was sitting in the grass below, just out of her reach.

She began to let out squeaks, choked cries and screams while doing her best to keep her oxygen levels stable. If she died of asphyxiation with her Inhaler not two feet from her, she knew that if an afterlife existed, her ancestors would never let her hear the end of it.

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Axel stopped dead in his tracks, his back pressed tight to a tall tree before his hands fell to his knees. He wiped the sweat trickling down his face with his dirty jacket sleeve, spitting on the dirt beside him. Had he lost them yet? He didn't even want to admit it to himself that he was scared, but he was absolutely terrified. What was the elemental boy doing? Running for his very life. It would have been much easier if he could have just zoomed through the sky as he usually did. Though it also would have been much easier for them to spot a giant ball of flame in the sky, and get to him again.

As his breathing began to return to normal, he took a hesitant peek around the edge of the tree. Expecting to see the angry group of men charging at him armed to the teeth. But instead he was met with nothing but more trees, and a rabbit that was just begging for him to cook it up and feed his starving stomach. He had finally shaken them, for now at least. It wouldn't be long before he would spot one of their ships in the sky, and their lights would shine on him, and he would be right back on the run again. But for now it was time to celebrate.

He jumped up from beside the tree, pumping his fist in the air as he went and letting out a loud cheer. That probably wasn't the smartest thing for someone to do who was being chased, but who said anything about him being smart? His body flared in a bright flash of flames around him. Flames to which he didn't even notice as he jumped and hollered all around the forest. He had survived another time. The hell was he scared for? A bunch of technological assholes who were trying to kill him with their good for nothing machines, while he was pure energy. Nothing could stop Axel, The Axe-man, The big bad Bowyer, The fi-

*CRASH*

Was all he needed to hear for his mind to stop thinking of nick names and for his legs to start jetting down the forest again. The hell was that? Another weapon? What were they hunting him with now? Would he ever get to cook that damn rabbit? Smoke began to rise from his head as his mind went rampant with thoughts before he stopped abruptly once more, almost slamming into another tree. He knew the sounds of their weapons since he had been fleeing from them for a while now. But that wasn't the sound of one of their cannons, that was the sound of a crash. Memories came back to him as he remembered, watching the Elementals of his kind soar to meet the monstrous war machines. Some falling to the elementals power, while Aisling claimed the others. If an airship had crashed, then that could only mean one thing. His enemies had finally been served up a fiery plate of death.

It didn't take long for Axel to find the site of the crash, peeking from the distance at the destroyed mess of the airship as he rubbed his hands together. Ylena had granted him with two beautiful victories today. Axel being Axel, didn't take take anytime to scout the area or anything. He simply charged straight towards the wreck, with hopes that there would be some corpses left to soak up his urine, as well as some food for him to eat. Though instead of all of that, what he saw before him was a girl, about his age tangled in the ropes of the airship. Looking as if Oselia herself was choking the very air out of her. He scratched his head in confusion, was this the terror that had been chasing him? And why was she struggling so much to get out of the ropes, she should have just accepted death as the people of her kind deserved. His eyes lingered on her for a while, squinting as if he couldn't see her clear as day in front of him. He finally smiled and shrugged, his interest now shifting on the object laying in front of his feet as he lifted it up and examined it.

"Stop struggling, Ylena will bring you too your punishment soon. There isn't anything I could do to help you Aer girl." He said harshly, an accent clutching to his voice (Not sure what the elementals speak but we will figure that out.) as he had no idea what the true problems of the situation was. Even though the solution was sitting right in the palm of his hands, or rather was halfway through his mouth as he began to chew on the object.

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With the hot sun beating down on his back as he trudged along a dirt path near the woods, Simon Redcaster could safely say that this was another bad day in a streak of many bad days. He had only arrived in Tineburgh a few days ago, and already he'd managed to blow through all of his money and food without coming any closer to getting the information he needed. He had nothing to his name other than the sweat-soaked clothes on his back, being his typical gray sweater.

Then he heard the thunderous crash from the woods, turning quickly to see the smoke rising into the sky. He instantly broke into a wild and reckless run towards the wreckage of what he assumed to be an airship, only stumbling once in his mad dash. The answer to his sudden shortage of supplies could be waiting for him out there in a massive, fiery heap. Hell, he could even use some of the remains of the ship to make some sort of shelter for himself. With any luck, he'd be the only one with the idea to run towards a crash-site.

But of course, Simon Redcaster is not a lucky person. He stopped himself just at the edge of the woods around the clearing the ship had crashed into, his eyes instantly spotting the other two. They looked to be teens, like him. One was a big, muscled boy, and an Elemental by the looks of his markings. The other a scrawny looking girl, most likely an Aerian. The Aerian was currently tied up in the debris, and the Elemental seemed to be... chewing on something?

Simon weighed his options, but he didn't like his chances in a fight with the Elemental. Given Simon's own physique, he had no doubt he would lose in a fight with an Elemental. Instead of announcing his presence, Simon crept closer under the cover of the trees. Hopefully, these two would leave soon enough.

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Piper had seen the Elemental boy approach, and in that she had nearly accepted death. The subtle smoke rising from his skin, the clear physical juxtaposition of the two... if she didn't suffocate, she knew he would deliver to her a fiery death. It was true that her school had been one of the few to integrate Elementals into their classes, though that didn't mean that they weren't the minority. The young man before her caused every stereotype, every nightmare and every single negative aspect of the Elementals she had ever read in a history book to spring clear into her mind. He was prejudiced, she could deduce that much, and he clearly had no idea what the hell he was doing with her inhaler.

Through her own gasps, she began reaching, making grabby-hands toward the object in his mouth. "G-Give me--" she gasped, speaking in strained tones. "Please! I c-can't-- *gasp* --breathe!"

She continued kicking, freeing a foot from the ropes as her face began to turn blue. She was going to die. She was going to die with an idiot standing a foot in front of her holding her key to salvation in his stupid mouth, coating it with spit. The spit of a garbage man.

"Give it!" She choked out again, beginning to cough violently.

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Axel stopped mid chew, the inhaler briefly satisfying his taste buds before he realized just how hard it was to chew this thing. He growled in frustration as the inhaler denied him a meal once more, just about to burn the thing when he heard the gasps of the aerian once more. He blinked, an emotionless look in his eye as he watched her grab towards him, reaching out for the now slobber covered inhaler in his hands. He cocked his head slightly, confused at what the girl was reaching at, until he realized just what he was holding. The only thing that could keep the Aerian alive.

Suddenly the emotionless look plastered on his face gave way to a mischievous smile as he moved closer to the struggling Aerian, her face giving a lovely display of colors. He wiggled the inhaler in front of her, just in reach of her grasping hands before snatching it back. This was going to be fun. He had already decided on the game he was going to play. How many shades could he turn her face before Aisling would take her. He began to laugh as she sputtered and coughed, the only bad feeling that he felt about this situation was that more of his kin weren't here to watch the Aerian struggle.

It was through his laughter that it hit him. His kin were not near here, but more of her kind were bound to come to the scene eventually. More of her kind then he would be able to handle. He frowned, his hair changing from smoke to fire as frustration began to come again. He could have this short lived victory and watch the Aerian girl die before his feet. Or, he could-

"Aer girl! You... Want this?" He said slowly to her as if she wasn't smart enough to process his words. He watched her sputter for a little bit more, savoring the joy of watching her pain for a little before he zipped it at her head. "Take it." He said folding his arms and watching her as her slobbery life line was given to her. His plan? Well, he most likely expected her to worship him for his kindness, or at least what he saw as kindness. And use her just long enough, long enough to find some more permanent safety from his pursuers, and then he would burn her alive himself.

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At this point, Simon was much closer to the two than he was before. He was practically laying on the forest floor, the front of his sweater getting rather filthy in his attempts to stay hidden. It became clear to Simon that the Aerian was more than stuck, she was suffocating. He watched the Elemental tease the Aerian, seeming to take some sick enjoyment from the situation. What is that thing he was chewing? Simon craned his head to see exactly what it was that the Aerian seemed so desperate to get, despite it having been slobbered on by the Elemental.

Of course. An inhaler. Simon rolled his eyes at the cruel scene. Simon initially felt some obligation to stand up for the Aerian, if only because he didn't want to see someone die. However, he quickly snuffed sympathy that out. He didn't make it this far in life by playing hero, especially not when the villain is a buff-as-hell teen with a literal fiery personality. As far as Simon was concerned, the Aerian was dead and there was nothing he could do about it.

However, the Elemental seemed to have a better moral compass than Simon, as he gives the inhaler to her after all. Simon raised an eyebrow in surprise, creeping closer to the edge of the forest. His interest has been piqued, and now Simon wants to see this through. This day has grown to be quite interesting.

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It was no longer panic that seemed to swallow Piper whole, but genuine fury. She had a weapon on her that she could use later, didn't she? Yes... yes. A revolver. She'd blow his miserable, pathetic brains out and then wash his body in Alchemist's fire. She didn't exactly know how to make it, but it couldn't be hard, she knew basic ingredients described in her history book.

Though then it occurred to her that she could only do this if she wasn't about to die. She had just about gone limp with her own hopelessness in self pity, when suddenly she saw the inhaler zipping at her forehead. Her hand flew upward and her fingers closed around it, though she had to fumble for it a few moments due to the sticky mess from the boy's slobber.

She took a final gasp in, holding her breath as she wiped the slobber off on her jacket. Her shaky hands removed the cap and simply threw it off to the side in her own desperation as she began to shake the apparatus, careful not to let it slip from her hands again. She let herself breathe completely out, before putting the thing to her mouth. It took all her willpower to keep things patient, controlled, and most importantly; not to slam her thumb down on the decompresser all at once like a button for detonation.

She could breathe again, she could feel it. She repeated the steps after counting to thirty in her head, and it occurred to her that this experience was like kissing her tormentor, like, with tongue, not even a quick and begrudging peck on the lips. The thought nearly made her throw away the breathing aid entirely and just allow the bittersweet embrace of death wash over her. But no, no...

Once her breathing had calmed down, she found that escaping the ropes was an easier task. After pocketing the inhaler, she simply had to move a few coils, adjust a position, tuck in one of her knees... and abracadabra, she fell straight to the ground.

Standing back up was more difficult than it seemed. Her limbs shook and wobbled, trying to refuse any kind of labour after that ordeal, but she gave her torturer/saviour the once-over, resisting the urge to bite her nails once she'd taken in how genuinely tall and fit he was. She couldn't just throw a punch at him, no... no... it was better to just...

"Th... Thank you..." She exhaled, taking in the unfamiliar amounts of oxygen with each breath. "I... You... You saved my life... I..." She trailed off, trying to find some sort of distraction. "I-I have er..." She trailed off, trying to think of something...

She'd heard his stomach growl a bit, he'd gone to eat the inhaler without even looking over what it was. Was he hungry? Could she use that?

"Supplies! Food!" She exclaimed breathlessly, her scrawny arm throwing itself out to point behind her in the wreckage of the airship. "I-It's ah... it's good, good food. I'd like to r... r-repay you. Here I... I'll get it!"

She didn't wait for him to respond, she simply lunged toward the wreckage of what was her father's ship. Would he see through this plan and grab her? After all, it was relying solely on the boy's stupidity. He was a backwards religious fanatic, just like the rest of the Illmorian people, how intelligent could he be?

For her sake, hopefully he was on par with a rock.

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Axel's ears perked up at the word food, his stomach growling and grumbling like a beast was trying to free itself from within. He looked over the girl at her full height, she was truly little. He snorted, how could his people have ran in fear from people so inferior to them. He rubbed his hungry stomach, his hair flame slowly extinguishing and returning back to simple smoke. He watched as she dove back into the wreckage of her ship. Why was the girl so eager? Aerians truly were a crazy bunch of people. I guess it was safe to say, Axel was clueless.

"Aer girl... Did you come.. Alone?" He asked, as he took another slow step towards the wreckage of the airship she was now body deep in. He put a hand on the ropes that had her trapped inside moments before, examining them with furrowed brows as he tried to remember how something like this.. Could cause his people, let alone him to run. There was no magical energy within it at all, she was stuck in ropes when all it would take was the flare of his body, or the use of some air to blow it all off. What advantage did they even have? And that's when he remembered, his face changing from a look of calm to instant rage as he may have been double crossed.

His whole body flared in flames, extending a bit though retracting back leaving his whole body lit. "STOP!" He yelled out to the Aerian, though it may have been too late. He didn't know what kind of technology she had hiding in there. Maybe it was one of those little hand cannons that he had seen tear a hole through his brother. Or maybe, he gulped before trying to go back in there with her. Though his much larger body couldn't fit quite as well as hers. His body flared again in frustration "DAGA NAUH EXIM FELIK! DO NOT TEST ME GIRL!" He shouted out to her from within, a mix of his native tongue and the common tongue flowing in one sentence. He begun to move back from the hole she had vanished from though kept his eyes trained on it, would she be true to her word and return with food? Or will Axel have to burn her alive a bit sooner. Or would Ylena deal him the same fate as his brother.

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Simon was equally interested in the mention of food, having been the whole reason he came to this wreck in the first place. He now wished that he was the one to save the Aerian, since maybe he'd be the one to get a reward instead. When the Aerian disappeared into the wreckage of her ship, Simon slowly started to creep out from the woods he had used as cover. He stayed low to the ground in a crouch, and with any luck, he would not be noticed. He figured that since the Aerian was gone and the Elemental focused on the thought of food, now would be the safest time to come closer.

However, once the Elemental started to flip the hell out, Simon regretted his decision and instantly wished he'd stayed hidden under the trees. He fell backwards in surprise, letting out a small shout of alarm before instantly bringing a hand up to cover his own mouth. He was likely close enough to be heard, but he hoped that the Elemental was too distracted with the hole the Aerian disappeared into to notice. Either way, Simon quickly repositioned himself behind the nearest bit of wreckage to use as cover, silently cursing himself for being careless.

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"I-I came alone! Mmhmm!" She squeaked out, reaching and straining to get into the bag for her revolver. One shot, that was all it would take. He couldn't manipulate the metal, surely... Fuck, fuck, where had she put it? She did have supplies, a bag of bread.

She heard him yell something, and then stopped, hearing a sort of 'yelp' from above, and then considering another thing she had yet overlooked.

The airship wreckage would be found in less than twenty-four hours and she knew it. If they were to find a dead body near the wreckage... surely they would know what happened. She'd be hunted down and persecuted as a fugitive. It wouldn't be a simple matter of theft, but first degree murder. She couldn't kill him. But then again... by that logic... Neither could he.

She took a loaf of bread from the torn bag, if he was going to get food, it would be the damn food that she didn't need the most. Her right hand finally found the nearly empty revolver, and she spun the chamber into place with a clumsy hand and a 'click'.

She knew he probably heard that. She needed to let him know that she could do damage. That she wasn't about to let herself be burned to a crisp by some blonde idiot with muscle in place for a mind between his ears. She slowly rose from the wreckage, throwing the bread toward his feet and pointing the revolver at his head with her elbow locked and holding the gun as far away from herself as possible.

"Just take the bread... and do NOTHING more than that. That's all I owe you after you spit-bathed my inhaler and nearly killed me. I will put a bullet through your brain if you try to attack me." She did her best to sound menacing, keeping her wavering voice low. "That's all it takes, just a twitch of my finger."

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Axel quickly whipped his head around his ears keen to the sound around him, as he saw something scurry off behind the wreckage. Another animal? No, that was the sound of something else. Another Aerian maybe? He swore under his breath causing himself to back up a bit more. Were there two Aerians he had to worry about now? He bit down on the inside of his lip hard, so hard that a slight trickle of blood began to leak. He wouldn't be able to escape the two Aerians now, his best bet would try and be to kill the girl and take on whatever else wa-

*Click*

His head snapped from where the other had vanished off too back to the whole the Aerian girl was hiding in. He knew that sound, it only meant more trouble. He clenched his fist tight, bracing himself for her to pop up and fire at him, more fire spraying out from his back now. He was going to let himself die to two of these ugly, non-believing, tiny, scrawny pieces of- "I WILL! NOT! FALL TO Y-" He stopped mid-sentence, the loaf of bread falling before his feet, putting even more confusion on the boy who was practically charging up to be a ultra flaming beast. They simply stood there silently, Axel's whole body engulfed in flames yet he was simply staring dumbly at the piece of bread, before the Aerian girl spoke up.

Axel lifted his head up slightly to meet hers, they were at a distance from each other, but it was not hard to tell that the boom stick was trained right on Axel's body. Why had Oselia granted such disgusting creatures with such powerful tools. He tried his hardest not to quiver in fear of just what the weapon could do to him. He tried his hardest to keep bravery in his expression, and stand his ground as the fire began to retract, remaining only on his head. He also tried his hardest not to pounce on the bread like a dog and gulp the piece down with one big chomp.

He clenched his jaw, furrowing his brow as he was now basically taking orders from the Aerian. He took a step closer to the bread and snatched it up, not taking his eyes off the Aerian for a second, and peeking behind him every once and a while to make sure the other one wasn't advancing on him. "I do not fear your boom boom stick Aer girl, I have Oselia beside me!" He lied sniffing the bread and licking the top of it, not caring about the dirt that covered it. "You are lucky I even gave you that.. Thing.. I was rather enjoying the colors your face was turning. Much better looking then the ugly color your skin is showing now." He said his stomach growling, he couldn't chat any longer, he had to eat this bread. He opened his mouth wide and dropped down to a seat on the grass, eating the bread with hungry bites. He hung his head in shame that he was eating the Aerians bread, but if eating this Aerians bread was wrong. He begged Ylena for forgiveness, because he did not want to be right.

He sat turned slightly so that he could turn to each side and make note of either of the Aerians advancing on him. "You are ugly and a filthy lie! You did not come alone. Tell your friend to show themself!" He spat out between vicious bites of the bread. He was eating that bread like he was angry at it, stopping every once and a while between bites to mean mug the stale, dirty bread. Yet guiltily enjoying it all the while. He also shot a stare at where the other boy was hiding, before returning his full attention to the bread that he had now devoured.

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Simon ducked his head back and behind the wreckage once he saw the Aerian come out of her hole. The Aerian was pointing a gun at the Elemental, but luckily it seems he wasn't noticed. And on top of all that, the damn Elemental still was given a piece of bread. Simon felt his stomach growl at the sight of it, once again silently cursing himself. He hoped that the Aerian would just shoot the Elemental and get it over with, but then the Elemental told her to "tell your friend to show themself."

It didn't take a genius to figure out that the he meant Simon. So he had heard him after all, and he even snitched him out to the Aerian. Great. Just great. Simon poked his head up slowly once more, accidentally locking eyes with the Aerian before flattening himself against the ground. Why had he looked again? He knew that they were looking at his hiding spot, the visual confirmation didn't do anything but put him in harm's way. God damn Elemental with his god damn big mouth. If Simon doesn't get shot himself, he'll make sure to punch that Elemental for this.

On second thought, the Elemental is still certainly the most muscled person in the group. Simon would probably break his hand on the guy's jawline.

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Piper didn't dare move until the boy was out of sight. She simply kept hold of the revolver. He'd made some comment about her skin, to which she had responded that they had basically the same skin colour, and hopefully Ophelia would be able to protect him from manufactured lead.

She watched him eat... She'd read that the Elementals had a strong sense of community, and that hardly any were denied food, yet he was famished. Had he run away from home?

She hardly had time to think about that before the blonde gave a pointed glare to an area of the wreckage after making his jab about her not coming alone. Her face paled, she began to shake a bit as the gravity of another Aerian being here so soon weighed on her shoulders. She saw it too, the person's head poking up above the wreckage, but only for a brief moment. She took a breath in as they locked eyes, gulping. They looked... well, from a distance and from such a small glance, they had looked frankly androgynous.

"... Who the hell are you?" She called out, keeping the gun trained on Axel.

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Axel blinked as the Aerian called out to whoever was hiding. He had just finished murdering the piece of bread as he swiped his hands against each other. Had he really just enjoyed a piece of bread that came out of the crusty palm of an Aerian. He shivered in disgust, though that wasn't the biggest problem at the moment. The problem was, who the hell was hiding behind the wreckage. Axel rested his hands on the side of his knees for a moment, sitting silently before burping a large puff of smoke. He was still hungry.

He slowly stood back up turning back to the Piper with her weapon trained on him. "Who am I?" he said angry that the Aerian even dared ask him a question. "Who are you!" he spat out taking a heated step towards her as his head began to flare, already angered over such a simple question. The gun trained on him stopped him from advancing any more steps as he thought better of it, his nose crunched up and his lips into a snarl. He folded his arms, "I refuse to speak until.." He turned back towards where Simon was hiding. He took another step over towards him before his body lit up again, flames pushing out from his feet propelling him upwards just a bit, so that he was hovering over the wreckage "Until your friend makes themselves seen!". What he saw confused him even more. It wasn't a person with another boom stick aimed at his head ready to blast a hole into him. It was a boy sprawled out on the dirt.

Axel dropped back down from his hover, a black patch of dead grass all around him before he glanced over his shoulder at Piper raising his hands up in surrender before taking another slow step towards the wreckage where Simon was hiding. He blinked coming around the corner, yet still keeping a bit of a distance as he looked down at the laying boy with a raised brow. "What.. Are you doing?"

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Things really went downhill fast for Simon. He was sure the Elemental was about to burn him to a crisp as he lays in the dirt, but instead he just demanded to know what he was doing. Simon slowly picked himself up to his feet, his hands raised in the air in surrender. He looked between the Aerian and Elemental, trying to decide who he should address. Finally, he turns himself towards the Aerian, ignoring the Elemental boy. After all, she was the one with a gun.

"Who am I? The unluckiest person in god-damn Tineburgh, probably," He says with a frown, taking a step closer to the Aerian and away from the Elemental. He tried his best to look unthreatening, which wasn't hard. Compared to the Elemental with his whole flame thing, and the Aerian with her gun, Simon was just a scrawny kid wearing dirty clothes, "I came by in hopes that I could help anyone who survived the crash. It's always been my dream to be a doctor."

This, of course, is a lie. Simon wanted to pick anything valuable from the corpses he hoped to find in this wreckage, but, as he said, he's extremely unlucky and instead stumbled upon two very alive and very dangerous teens. All he wanted was some bread, maybe something to drink.

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Piper listened to the human, before scowling. "How long've you been sitting there?"

She made a flicking motion with the gun at Axel. "He's got bread in the bag, there's another loaf." She told the scrawny teen. "He'll probably share, I mean, unless he's a savage or something."

He clearly wasn't an elemental, but with his scrawny build she really couldn't be sure whether he was an Aerian native to Tineburgh or just a regular human. The sooner she could get the two of them out of there, the better.

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Simon sighed, looking between the two with clear annoyance. He finally settled his sight on the bag of bread, his stomach rumbling once again. He knew it was going to be hard to get that bread, especially with the ultimatum of getting the Aerian to put down her... boom stick? Is that what he called it? Simon rolled his eyes, turning back towards Piper and taking yet another step closer to her, his hands still in the air.

"You heard the guy. If you'd be so kind as to put the 'boom stick' down, I'd really appreciate it. In return, I can tend to any wounds you may have gotten in the crash... once I get fed," He says with a pleasant smirk, hoping that he was as good of a liar as he thought himself to be. It'd probably be easy to fool the Elemental, seeing as he was trying to eat an inhaler just a few moments ago. The Aerian, however, may be less likely to fall for Simon's lies. He can only hope the punishment for lying isn't a bullet in his head.

Or a bullet anywhere, really.

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He blinked, the male Aerian was helping his plan out as the girl was saying words that made zero sense to him. He had learned already to ignore Aerian crazy talk and just stick to the plan at hand. But the next words she said struck fear into his heart that he tried not to show. He frowned as the Aerians had one upped him again. He had to admit their technology was genius, a tracking device in their shirts? How could he possibly escape then. He was halfway through reaching in the bag to toss the boy a piece of the bread hesitantly as his plan had been foiled. But he stopped as he thought even harder about what she had said.

Anger was shown as his body flared in flames for the fourth time today, catching the bag on fire as he tossed it to the side pointing a flaming finger at the girl. "What's stopping them from tracking you now Aer girl? How many of them are already on your trail?" he said failing to remember that there was a gun pointed at him and that he had left the bag of bread up for grabs as he took another heated step towards her. He was sick of being tricked, and now his rage was starting to cloud over his mind. "REMOVE THE SHIRT!" He yelled out to her, he had to burn whatever tracking device was in there before more can find her location. "You better not think of firing at me Aer girl! Because as soon as I see you pull on that boom stick I will make a fire so big it will take this whole forest down with me! Your friends will only find your ashes!" He bluffed, he wasn't nearly strong enough to make a fire that large yet. But he doubted the Aerian girl knew anything about how magical energy worked.

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Simon had felt pretty cocky as the Aerian seemed ready to willingly set down her gun, despite the threats of people tracking her by her shirt. He rolled his eyes and gave her a look, clearly expressing that he did not believe her. He had to give her props for trying, at least. And besides, she doesn't have to be very convincing to fool this Elemental. He was about to chuckle at the situation, but of course, things got bad again as the Elemental became angry.

Simon cursed himself for getting so close to the Aerian, who is now a prime target for this guy's fiery rage. The last thing Simon needed was to be caught in the cross-fire between these two, "Hey hey, let's all just calm down. No need to get like this," He said as he stepped between the two of them, hoping that he can prevent the Elemental from turning the surrounding area into a field of fire like he threatened to do. Not only would Simon die in that, but the bread that is rightfully his would be burnt as well.

He looked towards the Aerian, letting out a sigh. At this point, it'll be easier to go along with the lie than try to get her to back out of it, even if his request is rather... ridiculous. "Alright, Goggles, do what the guy says... remove your shirt, I guess," His expression becomes slightly sympathetic, but he changes it back to indifference with a shake of his head. Not his fault the girl said the device was in her shirt, and not her shoes. Shoes would be much less weird in this situation. Besides, the girl is smart enough to find some way out of this, probably.

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Piper had begun to panic, cursing herself for making up such an obvious lie. At the very least, she had a way out...

"Didn't you hear me? If I remove my shirt, my heat signal will go down to nothing, since it won't be near my body anymore! Do you want to die, fireboy?"

That was reasonable, she internally screamed. Clearly the other human/Aerian didn't believe her on this, but she didn't need his belief, she needed the Elemental's.