Original Animorphs RP

[The Spectre]

(SAM)

I trailed off with one guard following me, the other one had gone after my friends. "Well, one is better than two" I began jogging towards the exit. The really fun parts were when we reached some of those rails for lines to the rides. That way I could easily vault over then while the guard was stuck either walking around them or through them.

(JAKE)

Sam's plan hed worked out so well, one of the guards had followed us, and Marco still had to acquire his morph.

-Split up!- I yelled as we reach a fork in the hallway -Marco after you acquire your morph get the hell out of here-.

[Blazing Angel]

"Yes sir!" I said as I mock saluted him. I tore open the door to the gorilla enclosure and shut it behind me. I was behind a small hill that obscured the view to the door. On top of the hill was Big Jim. He was giving me a kind of lazy stare, like you might do to a piece of meat you're interested in.  I started to slowly climb the hill, trying to stay out of view from theo utside of the cage.

[yunyun]

I ran off to the other side of the hallway. I looked back and saw Jake, Sam and Marco running to the other side. "come on" I yelled to the others " we cant let them catch us."

[Doomhawk]

I took off and flapped my wings as hard as I could to gain speed and air, following Cassie. I had no time to worry about acting like a real seagull and not even enough time to think of something distracting like flying over them and trying to hit them with bird guano. I really hoped that Marco would get his morph, which reminded me...

<Cassie, where are you going? What morph are you going to get?> I asked, not at all tired as I flew after her.

[The Spectre]

(JAKE)

I didnt knew if the guard had followed me, I didnt cared. I kept running through the hallways until I reached an exit. From there I got to the gardens main entrance, I was clear, I just hoped the others had made it.

[Blazing Angel]

I made it to the top and reached out to aquire the gorilla. He barely payed attention to my touch, and I couldn't even see a difference as I acquired him. As soon as that was done I hightailed out of there. Now, which way was the exit? Three wrong turns later, I managed to find the golfcart storage garage. "Heck yeah..." Vrooom!

[Chad32]

I saw Marco acquire the animal and leave. Now where did the others go? I saw Rachel flying around, and went closer to her location. As I watched her, the hawk brain wonder if the seagull was food. No, not food. I said to it. But worth watching. <Have the others escaped the guards?> I asked Rachel.

[Doomhawk]

<Whoa!> I would have jumped if I was human. I had almost forgotten Ax was flying around with a bird's eye view on everything. <I...don't know. Sam ran off to distract one of them, the others began to chase the rest of us. Jake and Marco ran one way and I followed Cassie the other way.> I gained some air to see whether I could find anyone else, flapping harder as I managed to catch some warm air that carried me upwards.

<Hey...do you see that golfcart? The white vehicle?> I asked Ax, remembering that he might not know exactly what a golfcart was. I could see the white vehicle from up here, though it looked almost like a kid's play car from this height. <It's moving kinda fast for a golfcart...> I wondered whether a security guard who was struggling to catch anyone had grabbed it and would now return to the chase. <I think one of the guards is driving it! Only Sam could outrun it at that kind of speed!> My voice was filled with urgency.

[Chad32]

<We must do something. Though we should try not to be too open about doing it. If anyone is a controller, they would suspect any animal showing aptitude far greater than they would show normally. we don't want to let them know they still have enemies lurking around. We should try to put obstacles in its path without being seen. Something that may puncture the wheels, if that is possible.>

[The Spectre]

(SAM)

Finally the guard gived up, he went back the way he came.I jogged toward the main entrance.

[Blazing Angel]

I zoomed alongside Jake, who was running toward the entrance. I was getting the hang of this driving thing. Admittedly, I had knocked over four trash cans amd a mother of 3. "Want a ride?"

[yunyun]

I ran a bit until I lost the guards. I stopped and took a few breaths before continuing to the entrance.

[Doomhawk]

I listened to Ax's wisdom and realised that if the Yeerks were used to fighting Andalites like Prince Elfangor who could morph, if they suddenly had animal trouble, they'd realise that something was up. I followed the golfcart and watched in disbelief as it crashed into a trash can, sending it rolling away. That guard was really keen to catch us...too keen... it sent another trash can flying and I started to have second thoughts. Two more in quick succession were sent tumbling and I watched in growing shock as-

<He's going to hit a- ouch...> I would have winced in sympathy as a woman was knocked aside, her children confused. <I'm not so sure that's a guard.> I swooped down, using my wings to glide as I descended. It seemed like the cart was gunning for the entrance. I could see Cassie from up here and I mentioned it, <Cassie's at the entrance and-> I noticed the cart pulling up alongside a familiar figure. <And that's Jake by the cart! We can regroup and try again.> Then I had a sudden feeling of guilt as I realised we'd lost Tobias. And while I was thinking about Tobias, a sudden realisation scared me. <Ax! How long do you have left in morph?>

[Chad32]

<Twenty seven of your minutes left.> I said. <I suppose I should start looking for a place to demorph shortly. I should probably confer with prince Jake beforehand.> I flew to within view of the others, noticing that the cart was driven by Marco. This was a pleasant surprised, though his ability to pilot the vehicle left something to be desired. <Prince Jake, do you think the rest of the mission will take less than 27 minutes?>

[The Spectre]

(JAKE)

I was almost there, but why not? I hopped into the cart -Thanks- Then I heard Ax, we were done, but I had no way of answering him.