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Post by D on Dec 19, 2008 17:57:44 GMT -5
His ear twitched as he heard his commander’s words. “Of course it is…” He replied back. The Sarnacyme roared a second time and began to flail its arms. Soon enough the beast was swinging its bladed arms at him and Page. The first was a horizontal sweep but he made it out safely. Aeiel was able to jump above the sweep and to his luck he landed on his two feet but it had been too close for comfort. “My tail…“ Then the beast decided to karate chop them. The first aimed for Page and she quickly dodged it, but the other arm was headed for him.
Aeiel moved to the side but because he was so close, the ground rained on him. Maybe it was a cat thing, but he wanted to be clean. He felt so dirty and the ground raining down on him wasn’t helping. In slight frustration, Aeiel readied his rifle to shoot, but a cannon blast to its torso caused the beast to screech and then dive underground. Silence filled the planet again and he looked at Page. He opened his mouth to say something but the attacks continued, and so did the dodging.
After the dodging was done, Aeiel saw that the creature had changed its target. He turned and saw the blades heading to the rover, but when the rover jetted away, Aeiel finally saw the beast reappear. “We have to move closer.” The commander started to run toward the beast and Aeiel nodded. “Of course, Commander.”
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Post by B on Dec 19, 2008 18:52:13 GMT -5
Page and Aeiel finally got to the Sarnacyme. Again they concentrated on the eyes. The beast swung its arm at the rover again, this time colliding hard but it didn't fall over. The sirens went off in the rover but the two passengers stood firmly in their seats. Finally it was done, Page smiled as the beast began swinging more and more wilder, more inaccurate. "It's blind now." She said, a smile creasing her lips under her helmet. She went over to Aeiel and put her hand on his chest and pushed him back a few steps. Then she waited. They were just out of reach of the blades, so was the rover. It swung and swung. Finally, Page turned to her radio. "Put it out of its misery, Krap." Two accurate cannon blasts and a loud death screech filled the air before it flopped over its side. Page turned to the ship, it wasn't too far out. "I want to go back to that ship. Someone set and ambush and I want to know who." She began walking.
Minutes later she entered the ship through the gaping hole. "Keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times, any time you sense a problem feel free to leave through the gaping hole in the side of the starship." Page mused in a cliche flight instructor voice. There was no signs of any other life in this side of the ship. Then she came to the deck. She manually opened the electric door and stepped in. There was a dead Korin, well, dead until the body twitched. "Not dead, dying. We can bring him on board and save him. Then he needs to answer for himself." Page gripped the Korin and picked him up, luckily they were light creatures. Then they got back to the rover. Page contacted the ship and it came into view quickly. The Rover jettisoned up and the Vigilante caught it in mid air with a perfect slide into the hangar. Hours passed and Page went to Aeiel. "I'm going to get this liquid tested. The Korin should be awake soon, his vital signs are fine. See what you can get out of him." When she went to turn she stopped him again. "Don't let me know how you got the information." She winked and left him to do her work.
(I'll let you act as the Korin. Feel free to make your own reasons why the Korin brought the Sarnacyme, but if all else fails you can turn to Korin corruption or maybe the Zians shot it down for that purpose)
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Post by D on Dec 22, 2008 2:09:28 GMT -5
The battle continued, but soon it ended and for Aeiel, it ended too quickly. When two cannon blasts killed the beast, he sighed and then turned to his Commander. "I want to go back to that ship. Someone set and ambush and I want to know who." Being the leader, he saw her take the leading role and Aeiel rolled his eyes. He followed after her and listened to her as she talk while they searched the ship. It didn't take them long to find a survivor and soon enough they were back at the ship.
"I'm going to get this liquid tested. The Korin should be awake soon, his vital signs are fine. See what you can get out of him." Aeiel continued leaning against the wall as she walked away, but then he saw her stop and pause. "Don't let me know how you got the information." Her wink caused him to grin and he headed off towards the sick bay.
"'lo there, doctor." He gave a warm smile to the doctor. "Mind if I speak to the patient here..." The man looked up at Aeiel and then nodded. "See ya in a bit. Don't come in if he starts screaming." The doctor nodded once more and then he left. As the doctor left, Aeiel growled as he watched the movements of the other man's ass. "You work out?" He asked before the doctor closed door and he received a quick reply back. "I'm straight, you fag." "Of course you are."
The doctor shook his head and then locked the Sick Bay doors, knowing that a simple interrogation could go crazy. When Aeiel heard the locking mechanism click, he walked over to the 'patient's' bed and waited for the Korin to wake up. It wouldn't take long, but he had enough time to mess with the Korin.
The small alien slowly opened its eyes and yawned. "Mmm..." The Korin attempted to get up, but then he realized that something was restraining him. He turned to look up and saw that his hands were tied to the top of the bed. He then attempted to pull up his legs, but he soon noticed that something was also tied around his ankles. An alarm went on in his head and he begin struggling. "Ahh! Ahh!"
"Oh? You're awake?" A voice asked and the korin looked to the right and saw what he thought to be a half-human. The half-human had a horrible grin on his face and nothing about that grin calmed the Korin down. "Ahhh! A dirty half-human!" "Well you aren't too well either...Don't you feel a breeze?" He looked at the half-human and then at himself. His eyes widen in realization as he the cold air touched his unprotected skin. He was naked.
"Let me go!" Aeiel heard the Korin yell and he shook his head. "No. Not until you tell us about the Sarnacyme." "What?!" He leaned against his chair and took out a smoke. "What Sarnacyme?!" The Korin yelled. Aeiel lit his smoke and then blew a circle at the frantic alien."The one that bit a hole through the side of your ship and the one that nearly had our rover for dinner." The Korin continued to yell and Aeiel sighed. "Either you tell me right now..." He pulled the lit smoke from his mouth and pressed it against the Korin's belly button area.
"AHHHHHHHHHH!" Aeiel twisted the stick a bit before pulling it from the new burn and then smoking it again. "Y'know..." He began above the screams. "Korin skin makes the smoke taste real disgusting. The smoke itself is horrible, but this just makes it... unbearable." He took the smoke out of his mouth and readied for another burn, but the Korin suddenly yelled out something new.
"Alright!" He yelled and the half-human looked down at him. "I was told to send it!" "Who?" The half-human questioned and the Korin looked up nervously. "No one's here. Only you and Me." The half-human before him would have continued to speak, but it didn't take much to spook the Korin. "Ok! Ok! Al..." "Mhm...Y'know you have really big eyes..." He saw as the stick moved over and hovered over his left eye. "Please don't! I beg of you." "Tell me." "Al-Kunien!" He heard the half-human repeat it. "Yes... It was him. I was told to deliver it somewhere...but I don't remember."
The Korin stopped talking and the Nileef stood up. He turned to walk away, but then paused. Aeiel turned around and looked down at the Korin. He leaned over and then slowly placed the smoke into one of its large eyes. "You better remember pretty damn well..and be ready when I or my Commander returns for further questioning." He pulled his hand back and then he threw the stick aside. "I don't like you." Aeiel headed for the door and soon entered the unlocking code.
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Post by B on Dec 22, 2008 3:18:02 GMT -5
Page spent nearly 6 hours conversing over an intercom to an Alliance command station on one of Jupiter's moons. The Sol solar system wasn't too far from where there were, the connection was good. She had sent them information on the liquid and pictures of microscopic views. Hours passed and they couldn't find anyone who could identify it, that is, until the command found a Gintunah ready to explain. "They're a race called the Zians." The Gintunah said through the com link. "They're an evil race who sees themselves as the superior beings and attempt to prove it through extermination." "Is that all?" "No... Every Zian is religious to the bone. They hold faith to a single entity that is perceived as their god." "What is their god?" "No one knows... Not even the oldest of the Gintunah know their secret. They keep no records but only shrines and worship to a nameless god." Page folded her arms, this was getting better and better. "Do you know why they may be attacking human colonies?" "Do you want it straight?" "Yes." "Domination." Page shook her head. "That can't be right. They attacked and left. If they were after domination wouldn't they make an outpost there?" The Gintunah chuckled. "They're not here to colonize, but to eradicate." Page then sent the pictures she had and asked the Gintunah to confirm, the Gintunah did, indeed, confirm them as Zian. Page disconnected after a few more words. She then put in another comm frequency and asked for the council. This ship was designed specially for council communication and 7 TV screens went down showing the faces (or no faces) of the council. Page presented her evidence and information, they rather astonished then their expressions (If they had them) turned worried. Shara explained. "Commander, we recently got reports of strange beings seen on a multicultural trade planet, Misofu. We want you to go there and investigate. We have gotten reports that this unknown species have been stirring trouble in one of their high-tech research labs." It was only obvious that they'd have the markets and labs on the same planet, easy shipping. "I will. Thank you for the heads up."
Page spent an hour to herself. She went to her own quarters, not before hearing the yelps of the being in the med bay, and entered. Once the door closed things went completely silent. She sat on her seat and turned her eyes to her computer. There, she decided to look up anything she can find on the Zians. Nothing came up. She continued looking until the hour passed and decided it was time to tell the new information to the whole crew. She left her quarters and passed Aeiel, not before waving him to follow, though she didn't speak. When they both got to the bridge, Page called into the intercom. "All units to their stations for a discussion. She waited ten minutes and it seemed everyone was where they should be. "Right, I've learned that the culprits who are responsible for the attack are a species known as the Zians. They're an old species and very hostile to other species. They are highly religious and possibly acts under that religion to make sure they make a foothold as, not only the most superior race, but as the ONLY race in the galaxy. Yes, they mean to destroy all life. The council has informed me that a strange, unidentified species were set on a trading and research planet, Misofu. We are to go, investigate, determine if they're a threat, and act accordingly." When that was up, Page turned to Aeiel. "In other news, did you get anything off that Korin?"
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Post by D on Feb 19, 2009 0:39:01 GMT -5
“Yeah, thanks for letting me borrow the med bay. You might need to patch up his eye doctor. It’s…” Aeiel turned back and chuckled. “…swelling…and something’s stuck in it.” The Korin’s yells of pain brought a smile toe Aeiel’s face. Hadn’t the Korin been so distasteful then Aeiel would have enjoyed ‘playing’ with the grey being more. “Well, I’ll see you later doctor.” The doctor nodded his head and took a glance into the room. “Nice ass by the way…” As Aeiel passed the doctor, he pulled out yet another smoke, but this one he kept unlit. The taste of smoke would only worsen the taste from the burnt Korin skin smoke.
Aeiel headed to his pod with a sigh. “No beds. God damn these things are fucking uncomfortable.” When he arrived he decided to take a small nap. His nap obviously wasn’t long and when he walked out of the room, he met El Capitain. She waved him to follow and he did. Once they made it to the bridge, he headed to his seat and soon enough she began to give information on the attack. “Right, I’ve learned that the culprits who are responsible for the attack are a species known as the Zians.” She began and Aeiel listened intently to the new information. This lasted for a while and she ended with their next destination. “Misofu?” Aeiel asked. “Who lives on that planet?” He cocked his eyebrow, but before his question could be answered, Page asked her’s.
“Oh yeah. I got a great piece of information from the Korin. One name. Al-Kunien. Does it sound familiar? The famous council member.” His arms folded over his chest as he leaned back in his chair. “Would you like to come to ask the Korin more or would you like me to get more information on my own?” He paused and then realized that she was also very capable. “Or you can go by yourself?” He really didn’t mind, but it would be great to come with her.
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Post by B on Feb 21, 2009 21:34:18 GMT -5
Page listened to Aeiel and nodded. A slight smile creased her lips. "Everyone is dismissed." Page beckoned Aeiel, it was obvious he wanted to come. When she got to the elevator her and Aeiel stood on it. She spoke up. "I'm going to talk to him alone now. I have an idea for Al-Kunien." When she finished the elevator stopped and opened. Page began moving towards the medical bay when the door slid open she turned and put a hand on Aeiel's chest. She took a step back and the door closed between them, shutting Aeiel out.
When she saw the Korin her smirk didn't cease, Aeiel really did a number on this one. A cloth patch across one of the large eyes and some bandages. He was clothed though, now. "Hello, jthere." She said in a kind voice to the Korin then looked at the doctor. "Good evening Doctor Scen." The man gave a nod. The Korin was unrestrained, he looked too much in pain and shock to do anything rash anyways. "What's your name, Korin." "En-Tai... Where's the dirty little half human?" He growled deep. "Oh... So that's who did this to you?" "HE TRIED TO RAPE ME!" Page fought back a laugh. She was aware of the Nileefs' hereditary bisexual tendencies, it was a little disgusting what with this being a Korin but she'll forget it for the time being. "Well, we have cameras posting all over this ship. We'll investigate your claim later. I have come to let you be aware that you are under arrest for attempted terrorism. We are currently headed to the closest industrial planet, Eden in the Acuz system. We'll detain you there, however law forces me to allow you one phone call, we'll allow you to make it in privacy. You have to 10 minutes, the console is right there." She pointed to the terminal in front of the Korin. "We will be waiting right outside... Doctor." The man nodded and left with her. She noticed Aeiel was standing outside. She smiled and shook her head. She didn't seem to want to tell him what was up.
Ten minutes passed and Page turned with the doctor, leaving Aeiel out of course. The Korin was just finishing up. "Yeah... Yeah..." The Korin seemed to notice the two enter and his pitch went lighter. "I have to go mom, love you bye!" He spoke in an insanely quick speech and the call was quickly ended. Page smiled and nodded. "We will bring in food later. You are to stay in the medical bay. If you cause any problems, we will have to bound you. Good day En-Tai." When Page left the room for the last time she smiled at Aeiel. "Worked like a charm. We'll see what happens. Time to go to Misofu..."
Half way in the trip, Page on the bridge when they recieved the call. "Vigilante." It was Asari military who popped on screen. "This is Admiral Manona. We are en route to Misofu but our ships aren't fast enough. In the name of the council you must get there quick! You're the only ship who can get in fast enough to save the world!" "Calm down, admiral. What's the matter?" "Something's attacking ground side!" Page nodded. "The Paradigms are on it. Al-Tsien-" "Already on it." The pilot said, a determined edge to his voice. The commander nodded. "Krap, Aeiel, Voltor, suit up."
"There's not enough space to drop the rover! We need at least 100 feet of open terrain, I can only find 50!" Brot, the second-in-command of the ship and Voltor's fellow Wobba argued. "We're going to need to dock!" Page shook her head. "Trying to dock would be suicide." She was fully armed, all she was missing was her helmet. "We can't drop the rover, Tsien wouldn't even be able to get close enough!" "Oh, my tripod ape friend." The Korin pilot said cooly. "You give me too little credit. I can do it.. No sweat, Page." Page nodded. "Alright, we're trusting you." "No problem." She hated to admit it, but she was starting to like this Korin. "Get to the rover." The commander ordered her three allies. They began to approach the icy planet. Blizzards were frequent and the surface was rocky with many large cliffs. The whole market was made of infrastructure tunneling into the cliffs and the ground. There were many large docks but it would be too risky. They would need to drive the rover inside. A dark cloud sat over the planet, investigating it wasn't important, only the beings on the planet. Page waited behind the rover's controls anxiously, until it was time.
The rover was let loose into the atmosphere, they fell quickly until Page turned on the booster, leading to a safe landing. Snow flew everywhere from the fall. They would be able to walk on the surface by foot but it not for long, the warming systems inside their armor would only sustain them for a matter of 5 to 10 minutes before the began to feel the full effects of the cold. The rover began moving at a quick pace, aiming for a large electronic door. When they got close it opened, allowing them in. The sounds of gunshots and explosions broke through everyone's ears. This was it, first contact with those bastards. The rover's doors opened and everyone left the vehicle. In front of them were the Zians, fighting the local guard and taking cover. Page immediately fell for cover herself. It was go time!
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Post by D on Jun 23, 2009 2:36:14 GMT -5
"Oh...Alone?" The cat man gave a toothy grin when he continued follow his captain.As he followed, he walked a step behind her to show that he would follow her as the leader and to check out her ass. Although it wasn't the time and place to fool around, he couldn't help but look at the eye candy that stood right in front of him. If he denied himself that pleasure then there would be something definitely wrong with him. After all, humans were delicious in all the meanings the word could have, and that's how he liked them. Oh, the dirty little thoughts he had...
But as quick as the fantasies came, they disappeared even quicker when his commander placed her hand on his chest. Aeiel quirked his brow while his tail moved back and forth slowly. "I see..." He nodded his head and stepped back. She did the same and the door closed between them. "And the barrier manifests itself into its physical form. I'm a million light years away..." Even though his words were filled with a hint of sadness, a new grin found its way onto his face. If he couldn't get her then he was sure to find someone else. He wasn't picky.
After about sometime of waiting, he noticed his captain and the doctor. By not having been called over, he realized that she didn't seem to want to tell him the course of action and of course, he sighed. "That Korin probably said something horrible about me. I'm part animal but I certainly do not over do it..." As soon as he had finished his mutter, she approached him with a smile. Out of habit, he smiled back and masked his unhappiness with the woman.
Without another word, the coordinates were set for Misofu and they were speeding through the black void called space. Even though the trip wasn't supposed to be long, boredom had struck the half human. To cure his boredom, he played a silent game of I-spy with himself and it ended the same way each time with his victory. Soon enough the fun in 'seeing the future' disappeared, but to his luck, a message came in half way through the trip. It was a message from Admiral and it was a message requiring their assitance.
As soon as Page ordered him to suit up, he quickly ran out of the bridge and got on the rest of his gear. Fully equiped, he calmly made his way to the rover and took his favorite spot inside. "Heh." His signature grin came and the rover plummeted down towards the plannet. As it fell through the air, the rover shook and Aeiel could hear the ice cold winds outside. As loud as they were, he enjoyed the sound, but the sounds of the icy winds whipping the rover was quickly replaced by a soft thump and then the swoosh of snow.
It was go time.
After an electronic buzz, the rover's door opened and Aeiel jumped down. Without taking much time to think, he found cover and pulled a strap to get hold of his rifle. In that split moment of time, his mood had completely changed. In front of his allies was a man who had once been apart of the Nileef Special Forces and a man serious about his job. This time was different from the first. This time Aeiel was finally facing an unknown enemy.
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Post by B on Jul 20, 2009 17:27:01 GMT -5
Page stayed down, the bullets burned holes into the walls behind her. She turned herself around to see her three allies. Krap was holding suppressive fire. Page motioned to Aeiel to go to some cover across from her, if they can keep spread out they could confuse the enemy, they already have somewhat of a surprise attack. Page peeked an eye over her cover, there seemed to be one of the strange race calling out to the others, maybe a leader. She had to quickly bring down her head as bullets began raining in her direction, she couldn't do a thing until their fire is either directed or killed. When Aeiel's gunfire rang out in all directions, Page shot out of cover and ran for closer cover, a man was there with a gun, he was human. "I-I-I can't." He told Page. "There's too many of them! I have to get out of here!" Page struck him. "Stop pissing your pants! You're security, act like it!" He took a few deep breaths. Page brought her head up for a second. Two to the left, one to the right. "What's your name?" Page called out among the gunfire. "Aleks." "Listen to me Aleks, there's three barring my path to their leader. I can take down two but the other will take me down before I'm able to turn my attention on him." "But-" "So here's what I want you to do. I'm going to jump up first and kill the two to the left, I want you to jump up a second after I do and take down the one to the right." "N-no I cant!" "If you want to keep that badge, you will." He didn't respond. Page checked her gun, it was charged and ready. "Ready, 1-2-3." She popped up and fired a volley of rounds that, within seconds, ripped through their shields and their armor, sending the bastards to their version of hell. A few shots rang out and the other fell down. The security guard stood there, amazed. "Shit, get down!" She shoved him and went down at the same time behind the cover. Four of them were running down a set of stairs. This wasn't good. Suddenly and explosions and they were fried. An incendiary disk, who threw it? Aeiel? Krap? It didn't matter. Page vaulted over the low cover and ran for the leader, firing off a few rounds it hit a considerably tough shield. He backed up behind a wall and Page copied in around a different wall. "You beings have no idea who you are going against. Give up now or you shall be our sacrifice." The being was speaking a language the translator recognized now. "I have a better idea. You give up and I wont shove my boot up your ass!" The wall found a few more holes in it when the leader decided to try and get a lucky shot off, but to no avail. Page put a hand to her helmet, broadcasting to her crew mates. "Krap, Aeiel, I want you to go round to the right, see if you can't pincer the bastard. Voltor, to me." She said lightly into the radio. She peeked around the corner then quickly retracted her face when the leader decided to fire again. It was time to distract him. "Who and what are you!" Page shouted over the other gunfire. "We are beyond what you can comprehend. We are the greatest organics this universe has ever feared. We are Zians!" Page shook her head. So it was true. "You guys are nuts!"
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Post by D on Jul 2, 2010 1:34:29 GMT -5
After doing some cover fire for the woman, he waited behind his own cover, listening to his surrounding. Surprisingly, he was able to pick up the woman’s words to the human. Aeiel couldn’t help but chuckle at the man’s fearfulness. Humanity was so cute with their emotions. It made him want to cuddle them. Oh now Page, on the other hand, was quite strong. It was one of attractive features, but she was as tough as steel and getting to her heart would be hard. As much as he wanted to dream about being with her, he could still hear the gun fire.
Just as he stood up from his cover to shoot, Page and Mr. fearful had finished off the guards. “Aw…Krap…they finished without us…” He waved Krap to follow and ran down some stairs following his commander and the cute scared man. While they ran down, the cat man took a peek at Mr. fearful. Oh, he was a fantastic specimen. Maybe he didn’t have the biggest of the human men, but it would do. Aeiel shook his head. He needed to stay focus and in the mission. It was going to be hard, but it would all be worth it in some way or another.
Getting back in the zone, Aeiel noticed an incendiary disk and dodged it like the others. Safe from the flames, he took cover next to Krap again. He was beginning to think that fate wanted him and Krap together, but the beast was far too strong for his off work pleasures. Aeiel sighed. He was getting distracted again, but thankfully this time he received orders from his captain. “Copy that…but honestly, you’re always leaving me with crap…” Before the brute could hit him, he hurried around the corner.
It took a little bit of running and killing, but Aeiel got to where he wanted to be and without wasting time, he shot the little bastard leader. Grinning, he shrugged while holding his weapon. “Oh, so that’s how you penetrate Zians…You guys aren’t fun…” He turned and saw Krap. “There you are…” Aeiel looked behind the fella and saw a path of bodies, some crushed and others in questionable positions. Krap did an excellent job and for that, he clapped. “…You did great and…” He turned back and fired some shots in the leader. Krap went back to the hall to do a double tap round.
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Post by Turn 360 and walk away on Jul 6, 2010 23:16:41 GMT -5
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Sparks flew and machinery rattled and workers buzzed in and out of the cells. Blue shirts, uniform except for a patch ("Bill" here, "Jahell" there) that served as a name tag for the foreman. It was superficial, really; a scanner, similar to barcode scanners in those archaic, rim-world markets, served to identify the workers. In one cell stood what looked like a man, though you couldn't really tell based on looks with medical advancements out of back alleys anymore. The only feature that didn't look human was a glowing red color of the skin, glistening with sweat from the foundries. He shifted uneasily, putting his weight on his left, heavy work boot, then swaying to his right tattered boot. The blue jumpsuit wrinkled around his ankles, and his eyes glowed as he stared restlessly into the nuclear furnace. His hands, sheathed in gauntlets that resisted the heat well, reached through the heavy doors and extracted a white-glowing tray filled with molten metals in molds shaped suspiciously like firearms. He again moved uneasily as he moved the molds away from the inferno. The rendered alloy cooled and hardened almost instantly, and he broke the chrome-colored blanks out of the mold and dumped them below a grate in the ground, hollowly clanging against a stockpile of other blanks. Some were finished products, glimmering in their porcelain-white and electric blue, some others gun-black and then camouflage, and still more unfinished, moving through the factory when his partner was on shift. That wouldn't be today; his buyer would have to wait a few more hours. A buzzer sounded and he, like the other hundred people, moved towards the door after their 12-hour shift. Once he worked his way through the line, he held his palm up to a black lens. It replied "good evening, Johannes Rechenmacher." Johannes was the grandson of the grandson of the grandson of one of the last people in what used to be what his mother called Jermminy. His ancestor was too proud to denounce his homeland, and that attitude echoed through the generations, and all he has to his name was his name, an old, dead name from an old, dead language from an old, dead Jermminy. And now he has grandchildren on their way, and he still has nothing to show for his life. Instead, he works a day job in a foundry and is the biggest name in gun trafficking on Misofu. Or at least, Brick Top is, because he doesn't use his given name anywhere he doesn't have to. without saying anything (he usually took the effort to at least say "happy Friday" to a few people) he headed for the transport, took two transports, and stopped in front of his favorite dive for a few stiff drinks. His stone-grey eyes, peering out of sunken sockets in a warn and haggard face, stared indecisively at the bar's name for a few seconds. He ran his hand over his shaved head, as if he had something tor run it through, and finally made the choice to enter the bar. The trouble is, every week it has a new owner, usually because he owed someone a debt and he payed for it in blood, so it's a riddle trying to figure out which bar was the right one.
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Ghazal Cadeva, a Gintunah, and ghost by trade, moved into the industrial district as Brick Top was weaving his way to the exit. She held a dark leather jacket up very close to his face, and pulled a patched jockey's cap low around his ears as he emerged into the busy sidewalk. Technically, she's the echo of the late Asari... who's name.... started... with... an "E"...? Doesn't matter, too long ago. What does matter is her job. She stepped quickly into the street and dodged through foot traffic southbound, as right above head, a transport ship carrying her boss shot away to some bar. As he stood, riddling himself about which now business is his new business, she broke into the foundry, and moved to the lower floor, through access gates, and under emergency catwalks, all the way to a sizable stockpile of guns. All they needed was a clip of bullets to work, but it was her job to make them look like the real deal, because knock-offs don't sell. Not for much, at least. That was easy. Boxing them and putting them into a decommissioned U-Haul van was also easy. The hardest part was waiting for Brick Top to stop dragging his ass and make the units they needed for that very, very nice paycheck from the little angry gray man they've been dealing with lately.
(Brick Top can be found in the bar after your skirmish and dragged aboard... I'm sure there's a wanted poster out there somewhere if you don't have a plan. Leave Ghazal, though. I still need her (it...?).)
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