*He sounds like he's joking, but he looks at her with an expression of 'Not leaving you alone with her right now'...*
Clara: Jean... I'm glad you care about me... but trust me, I know her. She's probably already cooled of from wanting to strangled me to wanting to break my skull open.
Clara: Jean... I'm glad you care about me... but trust me, I know her. She's probably already cooled of from wanting to strangled me to wanting to break my skull open.
Believe it or not, that's an improvement.
*He crosses his arms and looks at, then after a while, sighs and shakes his head.*
Jean: Fine. Fine! Just yell or something if she's going to kill you...
*She visibly shrinks back at that, leaning on a console, shutting her eyes before shaking her head.*
Dean: Alright take the seat on the end..
Johnny 5: Oh my this is going to be terrible.
Dean: Trust me will ya...
*The control is on manual as the docking clamps release the ship... and Dean does manage to take her out and engage the drive core for a series of jumps to their destination.. *
*Elsewhere on the Post Garden world The Brothers are there at the former dig site.. abandoned*
Harry's Brother: Looks like they beat it out quickly..
Harry: There is something here I know it..
*He is not wearing the suit anymore but the damage to his sense of self is evident.. his desire is still strong.*
Brother: They did not leave much..
Harry: No need the thing we need is right up ahead..
*The control is on manual as the docking clamps release the ship... and Dean does manage to take her out and engage the drive core for a series of jumps to their destination.. *
*Elsewhere on the Post Garden world The Brothers are there at the former dig site.. abandoned*
Harry's Brother: Looks like they beat it out quickly..
Harry: There is something here I know it..
*He is not wearing the suit anymore but the damage to his sense of self is evident.. his desire is still strong.*
Brother: They did not leave much..
Harry: No need the thing we need is right up ahead..
*Emma stays sat on the seat, visibly distressed somehow.
*Orion Cartel World, Capital City. Tara sneaks into an alleyway in the PMC-occupied area before tapping a small communicator and slipping it into her ear.*
Most the agents are asleep as only the night watch is on duty. Firefly stands in the science lab going over a large amount of data. The situation in cis space has him curious yet no data leads to any conclusion. He also monitors hill and her team while keeping an eye on fury's back to watch out for him. He has this almost a feeling that something terrible is going to happen and he determines he will find it and stop it before it can damage or hurt anyone.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Piett is aboard his command ship the Valhalla as he awaits word from winters.
Officer: sir we have vice admiral winters on the line.
Piett: put him through.
Winters: well we ran a full scan once we got here. And the world has been glassed. No survivors detected and radiation levels on the planet are off the charts. Not even a nova warhead would be able to do this.
Piett: any traces of who did.
Winters: no sir the weapons signuters that destroyed the 2 ships in orbit don't match anything in our database.
Piett: very well. Winters patrol the core worlds for now. I'll be in touch shortly. Piett out.
Piett: recall all available ships from the borders and set them on internal patrols to find out who did this. Lock down all boarders still till we do. And keep all outgoing comm traffic at a minimum.
Officer: aye sir.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
Jacob is sitting in the mess hall on the bus by himself reading over files of his own and his fathers. While on another going over data on their current assignment. He sips at his drink while he sets the padd down and rubs his eyes looking at the time.
Jacob: computer eggs scrambled with toast with heavy butter and a glass of orange juice.
He grands his breakfast before getting back to work on his padd.
" Now the gate has been unlatched headstones pushed aside; corpses shift and offer room ,a fate you must abide."
*Pegasus Prime, Hood's Landing. The same warehouse where the final battle between Tara and Mira took place. A blue glow shines in the middle of the ruins, before an Iconian figure walks through, carrying a staff.
He soon reaches a large crate, somehow still intact, before placing the blade of his staff against it. A blue light shines across the edges of the crate before the metal walls fall outward, revealing a metal android.*
Taras: Excellent. You're still here. Still intact.
The man of iron had no idea of your potential, did he?
*He places the sceptre so the gem is in contact with the chestplate as a surge of twilight energy enters the android's body.
Taras steps back, waiting before raising an eyebrow.*
That usually works...
Can you hear me?
Ultron, can you hear me?
*He sighs, before turning around and firing a twilight blast, taking out an entire pile of debris in a fit of anger.*
Deep metallic voice: Systems restarting...
Sentience Protocol engaged...
Initiating data recovery procedures...
Adaptation systems engaged...
*Taras turns around, as the android's ant-like head tilts up, the eyes and mouth glowing red.*
Ultron II online.
*Ultron steps out of the pile of debris which was his storage crate, before looking around.*
Uplinking to InfoNet...
Location: Hood's Landing, Capital City of Pegasus Prime, Pegasus Galaxy. Primary Population: Humans and Dalosians. Secondary Population: Vulcans, Andorians, Bajorans and Romulans.
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*He stands up with her.*
Jean: I'll go with you to protect you then.
*He sounds like he's joking, but he looks at her with an expression of 'Not leaving you alone with her right now'...*
Clara: Jean... I'm glad you care about me... but trust me, I know her. She's probably already cooled of from wanting to strangled me to wanting to break my skull open.
Believe it or not, that's an improvement.
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*He crosses his arms and looks at, then after a while, sighs and shakes his head.*
Jean: Fine. Fine! Just yell or something if she's going to kill you...
*He sits down, dejected.*
*Clara kneels down, hugging him.*
Clara: I'll be okay...
*She walks out, quickly catching up with Tara in the corridor to the Habitat Zones.*
Tara! Wait!
*Tara A turns around, giving her a death glare as she clenches her fist.*
Tara A *angry*: Get lost... before I slam your head into the wall...
*Clara stops herself from making a smart-TRIBBLE retort, instead holding her hands out in a non-threatening manner.*
Clara: I'm sorry... it was a stupid thing to say...
Tara A *angry*: You think?!
Clara: I didn't mean it, Tara... not the way you thought I did...
Tara A *angry*: Is that supposed to make it better?
*Clara shrugs.*
Clara: Sorta.
Tara A *angry*: You are such a...!
*She grunts as she slaps Clara hard across the face, Clara wincing as she holds her cheek, looking up at Tara.*
Clara: Feel better?
Tara A *angry*: Would you shut the **** up?
Clara: As soon as you can keep your trap shut for more than 2 seconds, I will.
*She smirks at her, Tara A laughs lightly.*
Tara A: I should kick your TRIBBLE right here!
Clara: I probably deserve it, too.
*Clara puts a hand on her shoulder, before they hug each other.*
I'm sorry, T...
Tara A: Shut up...
*They return a few minutes later, Clara's cheek still red from the strike, but Tara A visibly calmer. Clara sits back down next to Jean-Luc.*
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*Jean looks at Clara's cheek, mutters something probably obscene in French, then smiles and decides to play the jester.*
Jean: Sooooo.... did you two lover's get over your quarrel?
*He raises an eyebrow overdramatically.*
*He feels Clara stomp on his foot under the table, while Clara looks at him, smiling like an angel.*
Clara: I'm sorry Jean, did you say something?
*She gives Tara A a thumbs up under the table. Tara A sneaks a hand under the table and it starts glowing subtly.*
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*He jumps up and holds hs foot.*
Jean: OW OW OW OW! Sacreblou, Clara! WHY?
Maman, from the kitchen: You probably deserved it!
*He then stumbles onto the floor, realises his laces have been tied together.
Clara and Tara A high five each other*
Clara: Just call us Team Karma!
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Ebren: Jerk off..
*Tara A walks over to him.*
Tara A: Are you okay?
*She rests a hand on his shoulder.*
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Dean: Alright take the seat on the end..
Johnny 5: Oh my this is going to be terrible.
Dean: Trust me will ya...
*The control is on manual as the docking clamps release the ship... and Dean does manage to take her out and engage the drive core for a series of jumps to their destination.. *
*Elsewhere on the Post Garden world The Brothers are there at the former dig site.. abandoned*
Harry's Brother: Looks like they beat it out quickly..
Harry: There is something here I know it..
*He is not wearing the suit anymore but the damage to his sense of self is evident.. his desire is still strong.*
Brother: They did not leave much..
Harry: No need the thing we need is right up ahead..
Ebren: I will be okay..
*He tenses for a moment but lets it go..*
*Jean grumbles something from the floor at Clara.*
*Emma stays sat on the seat, visibly distressed somehow.
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Tara A: Just forget about it Ebren. Clara didn't mean it.
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*Clara helps him up, smiling at him.*
Clara: You asked for it.
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Most the agents are asleep as only the night watch is on duty. Firefly stands in the science lab going over a large amount of data. The situation in cis space has him curious yet no data leads to any conclusion. He also monitors hill and her team while keeping an eye on fury's back to watch out for him. He has this almost a feeling that something terrible is going to happen and he determines he will find it and stop it before it can damage or hurt anyone.
Officer: sir we have vice admiral winters on the line.
Piett: put him through.
Winters: well we ran a full scan once we got here. And the world has been glassed. No survivors detected and radiation levels on the planet are off the charts. Not even a nova warhead would be able to do this.
Piett: any traces of who did.
Winters: no sir the weapons signuters that destroyed the 2 ships in orbit don't match anything in our database.
Piett: very well. Winters patrol the core worlds for now. I'll be in touch shortly. Piett out.
Piett: recall all available ships from the borders and set them on internal patrols to find out who did this. Lock down all boarders still till we do. And keep all outgoing comm traffic at a minimum.
Officer: aye sir.
Jacob: computer eggs scrambled with toast with heavy butter and a glass of orange juice.
He grands his breakfast before getting back to work on his padd.
*She gets pulled to the ground and surprise kissed.*
Jean: You asked for that...
Clara: Public place...
*She smiles at him mischievously.*
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Jean: Who says we're not exhibitionists?
Maman: Your mama does! Now, get off the ground, you dirty children!
Clara: Told you...
*She gets up, sitting back down in her chair.*
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He soon reaches a large crate, somehow still intact, before placing the blade of his staff against it. A blue light shines across the edges of the crate before the metal walls fall outward, revealing a metal android.*
Taras: Excellent. You're still here. Still intact.
The man of iron had no idea of your potential, did he?
*He places the sceptre so the gem is in contact with the chestplate as a surge of twilight energy enters the android's body.
Taras steps back, waiting before raising an eyebrow.*
That usually works...
Can you hear me?
Ultron, can you hear me?
*He sighs, before turning around and firing a twilight blast, taking out an entire pile of debris in a fit of anger.*
Deep metallic voice: Systems restarting...
Sentience Protocol engaged...
Initiating data recovery procedures...
Adaptation systems engaged...
*Taras turns around, as the android's ant-like head tilts up, the eyes and mouth glowing red.*
Ultron II online.
*Ultron steps out of the pile of debris which was his storage crate, before looking around.*
Uplinking to InfoNet...
Location: Hood's Landing, Capital City of Pegasus Prime, Pegasus Galaxy. Primary Population: Humans and Dalosians. Secondary Population: Vulcans, Andorians, Bajorans and Romulans.
Threat Assessment: Negligible.
*He looks at Taras.*
Species: Iconian.
Energy patterns suggest twilight link.
Threat Assessment: Moderate.
Taras: I'm flattered.
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*He stands up and sits next to her, then rolls his eyes at her.*
Clara: What?
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Jean: Nothin'. Did you let her hit you?