Faceloss: *Sigh* I was hoping we could do this peacefully. *Inputs something into the arm rest closing the hail and sending out an odd signal*
Deep space
Abaddon: Alright boys looks like the commander needs some help I want segment C of the fleet to assist him.
*If one could hear things in space one would be hearing the large amount of transwarp drives from segment C of Abaddon's fleet as they prepare to jump.*
OoC: Abaddon has been known to have been around for 1000s of years, in that time it was simple to amass a large fleet. Each segment of the fleet is pretty close to the size of a regular fleet an admiral might be in charge of.
Faceloss: *Sigh* I was hoping we could do this peacefully. *Inputs something into the arm rest closing the hail and sending out an odd signal*
Deep space
Abaddon: Alright boys looks like the commander needs some help I want segment C of the fleet to assist him.
*If one could hear things in space one would be hearing the large amount of transwarp drives from segment C of Abaddon's fleet as they prepare to jump.*
OoC: Abaddon has been known to have been around for 1000s of years, in that time it was simple to amass a large fleet. Each segment of the fleet is pretty close to the size of a regular fleet an admiral might be in charge of.
OOC: Well, that's one way to start a war...
*Drake shuts off the transmission.*
Drake: Daxis, get us out of here!
*The Zhiyal jumps to warp 12 until it reaches the nearby fold-space beacon, where the Zhiyal activates its fold-space drive and jumps to the nearest starbase.*
Faceloss: Looks like I will need to get involved personally. Send the fleet back I will go after the child myself. *There's an odd noise and seems to vibrate for a moment then he vanishes.*
*As the fleet powers up and returns to deep space until they are needed again, Faceloss pops up on the Zhiyal in a storage room*
Faceloss: Looks like I will need to get involved personally. Send the fleet back I will go after the child myself. *There's an odd noise and seems to vibrate for a moment then he vanishes.*
*As the fleet powers up and returns to deep space until they are needed again, Faceloss pops up on the Zhiyal in a storage room*
*The intruder alarm sounds.*
Daxis: Intruder in Storage Room 4a!
Drake: Looks like our friend wouldn't take no for an answer...
Seal all quarters! Maybe we can slow him down...
Are there any ships in transporter range?
Daxis: Yes, the Hood.
Drake: Ask Liz to beam a security detachment aboard. Tell her what's happened.
Daxis: Got it.
*Drake walks towards the turbolift.
5 minutes later, he steps into the transporter room as Lochley beams over with a Security Team.*
Lochley: I've got a team of marines behind me ready to step in if we need it.
*The team is armed with phaser rifles, except Lochley who is carrying a standard pistol.*
OOC: The R.S.S. Hood is a Titan-Class Heavy Cruiser (former Battleship). It's an older ship by Republic standards, around 40 years old as a class and superseded by the Matthew Neilson-Class Battlecruiser, but it's still a very effective warship and has been frequently upgraded. The Hood is an exception as she is one of several assigned to interstellar security patrol in Pegasus to patrol the colonies, so she hasn't been modernised quite so thoroughly, but she is a very powerful battle platform nonetheless.
Faceloss: *Sigh* Once again I thought we could do this peacefully. *His arms and legs begin glowing yellow and the floor beneath him begins to freeze. Instead of just opening the door he touches it freezing it solid then smashes it outward. a cryogenic fog begins leaking out into the hallway making things very very cold*
Faceloss: *Sigh* Once again I thought we could do this peacefully. *His arms and legs begin glowing yellow and the floor beneath him begins to freeze. Instead of just opening the door he touches it freezing it solid then smashes it outward. a cryogenic fog begins leaking out into the hallway making things very very cold*
*Drake, Lochley and her team walk out of the turbolift, Lochley gesturing to her men to keep their weapons down as they approach, Lochley taking lead.*
Lochley: My name is Captain Elizabeth Lochley of the Republic of United Star Systems.
Jean, laughing: Didn't know you liked it like that Tara.
*He walks after Clara.*
*He experiences a sensation of his leg not returning to the ground in his stride, before falling flat on his face. Tara A looks back from her seat, smiling.*
Tara A: Did you get me a postcard?
*In the next room, Clara looks at Vani, circling her.*
Clara: So, I'm up for this really being a rematch. In english, a brawl. You up for that, bluey?
*She smiles, but there is a slight sharpness to her tone, like resentment.*
*Drake, Lochley and her team walk out of the turbolift, Lochley gesturing to her men to keep their weapons down as they approach, Lochley taking lead.*
Lochley: My name is Captain Elizabeth Lochley of the Republic of United Star Systems.
Faceloss: I don't very much care for who you are. I offered them a peaceful resolution. I will be taking the child one way or another. I will return him after our scans are done. *His limbs grow a little bit brighter and now the cryo fog is covering the entire hallway reaching even the turbolift.*
OoC: Its still only about waist height but it will eventually get higher.
*He experiences a sensation of his leg not returning to the ground in his stride, before falling flat on his face. Tara A looks back from her seat, smiling.*
Tara A: Did you get me a postcard?
*In the next room, Clara looks at Vani, circling her.*
Clara: So, I'm up for this really being a rematch. In english, a brawl. You up for that, bluey?
*She smiles, but there is a slight sharpness to her tone, like resentment.*
Jean: Oh, by the way, I learned a tri-
*He disappears. Though, there is a slight nagging in the back of her mind.*
Faceloss: I don't very much care for who you are. I offered them a peaceful resolution. I will be taking the child one way or another. I will return him after our scans are done. *His limbs grow a little bit brighter and now the cryo fog is covering the entire hallway reaching even the turbolift.*
OoC: Its still only about waist height but it will eventually get higher.
Lochley: I'm afraid you're under the mistaken impression you're in command here. This is a Republic-registered vessel in Republic Space. Under our law, you cannot perform experimentation of any kind on a child without the consent of their legal guardian.
And you boarding this ship? Under our law, that's piracy. Because this is a First Contact situation, I won't arrest you, but I have to ask you to leave this vessel immediately.
*He disappears. Though, there is a slight nagging in the back of her mind.*
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Vani: You sure you're up for this, red blood?
*Tara A looks around.*
Tara A: Neat. You learnt to port.
*Next Room. Clara closes the door, smiling before grunting as she hits Vani with a right hook to the cheek followed by a left hook to the gut and tossing her across the room into the training bag, getting into a fighting stance.*
Lochley: I'm afraid you're under the mistaken impression you're in command here. This is a Republic-registered vessel in Republic Space. Under our law, you cannot perform experimentation of any kind on a child without the consent of their legal guardian.
And you boarding this ship? Under our law, that's piracy. Because this is a First Contact situation, I won't arrest you, but I have to ask you to leave this vessel immediately.
Faceloss: And you are under the mistaken impression that your weapons can harm me. Your threats are meaningless. I will note that I myself am acting alone and to not blame my government for this. *He waves his hand and yellow sparkles fall off of it. a strange sound emanates from teh ground and large Ice spikes impale her team but leave her alive.* I'm not here to start a war, I'm here for the boy. How many I have to kill to get him is up to you and the captain of this ship. *The cryo fog is now spreading to other parts of the ship interfering with sensors and equipment and acting as a transporter jammer for anything touching it*
*Next Room. Clara closes the door, smiling before grunting as she hits Vani with a right hook to the cheek followed by a left hook to the gut and tossing her across the room into the training bag, getting into a fighting stance.*
Clara: That answer your question, Silverlocks?
Jean, behind her: Nope. Something better.
*She gets pushed out of the chair.*
Jean: That's what you get for being a denying voyeur.
*He sticks his tongue out.*
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Vani: Well, that was nice...
*She stands up and straightens. She then charges Clara, tackling her, and throwing her into the wall, where she proceeds to start beating her.*
Faceloss: And you are under the mistaken impression that your weapons can harm me. Your threats are meaningless. I will note that I myself am acting alone and to not blame my government for this. *He waves his hand and yellow sparkles fall off of it. a strange sound emanates from teh ground and large Ice spikes impale her team but leave her alive.* I'm not here to start a war, I'm here for the boy. How many I have to kill to get him is up to you and the captain of this ship. *The cryo fog is now spreading to other parts of the ship interfering with sensors and equipment and acting as a transporter jammer for anything touching it*
Drake: You sonofa--!
*Lochley stops him before he can reach for his phaser.*
Lochley *soothing*: Dan...
*She shakes her head, before looking back at Faceloss, stern.*
I hoped we could negotiate, but what you just did was totally unwarranted and unprovoked! The Republic doesn't negotiate with terrorists!
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*Faceloss appears onscreen*
Faceloss: Hello there. A member of your crew has been exhibiting certain traits that are of interest to me. Would you allow me to scan them?
OoC:Faceloss would be intimidating for 2 things. 1. He has no face. 2. He wears very heavy looking armor.
Drake: That depends. Which crewmember would that be?
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Faceloss: I believe he is a child. He should be developing twilight powers. *Shifts the way he's sitting*
Drake: I'm afraid that's not possible. Were it an adult, I would have considered it, but the child is not old enough to make that decision.
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Drake: And as I just told you, it's not possible.
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Deep space
Abaddon: Alright boys looks like the commander needs some help I want segment C of the fleet to assist him.
*If one could hear things in space one would be hearing the large amount of transwarp drives from segment C of Abaddon's fleet as they prepare to jump.*
OoC: Abaddon has been known to have been around for 1000s of years, in that time it was simple to amass a large fleet. Each segment of the fleet is pretty close to the size of a regular fleet an admiral might be in charge of.
OOC: Well, that's one way to start a war...
*Drake shuts off the transmission.*
Drake: Daxis, get us out of here!
*The Zhiyal jumps to warp 12 until it reaches the nearby fold-space beacon, where the Zhiyal activates its fold-space drive and jumps to the nearest starbase.*
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*As the fleet powers up and returns to deep space until they are needed again, Faceloss pops up on the Zhiyal in a storage room*
Jean: I think it's kinda cute...
OOC: Can you remind me what Clara's old hair cut was like?
Mara: Just go.
*She starts pushing at him.*
*The intruder alarm sounds.*
Daxis: Intruder in Storage Room 4a!
Drake: Looks like our friend wouldn't take no for an answer...
Seal all quarters! Maybe we can slow him down...
Are there any ships in transporter range?
Daxis: Yes, the Hood.
Drake: Ask Liz to beam a security detachment aboard. Tell her what's happened.
Daxis: Got it.
*Drake walks towards the turbolift.
5 minutes later, he steps into the transporter room as Lochley beams over with a Security Team.*
Lochley: I've got a team of marines behind me ready to step in if we need it.
*The team is armed with phaser rifles, except Lochley who is carrying a standard pistol.*
OOC: The R.S.S. Hood is a Titan-Class Heavy Cruiser (former Battleship). It's an older ship by Republic standards, around 40 years old as a class and superseded by the Matthew Neilson-Class Battlecruiser, but it's still a very effective warship and has been frequently upgraded. The Hood is an exception as she is one of several assigned to interstellar security patrol in Pegasus to patrol the colonies, so she hasn't been modernised quite so thoroughly, but she is a very powerful battle platform nonetheless.
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OOC: Sorta like the Short 2 hairstyle in game. It went down to her chin with a loch arcing down the right hand side.
*Clara smiles.*
Clara: Thanks...
*She puts her plate in the sink before walking after Vani.*
Tara A: Wanna go watch, or let them go at it in private?
*She blinks, before facepalming.*
That came out so bloody wrong...
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OOC: *Cough* Her *Cough*
*Tara pushes back, starting to get ground on Mara.*
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Jean, laughing: Didn't know you liked it like that Tara.
*He walks after Clara.*
OOC: Oh, really? With her personality, I couldn't tell!:P
*Mara smiles and grounds her feet, making it very tough to push her back, taking a step every now and then to gain ground.*
*Drake, Lochley and her team walk out of the turbolift, Lochley gesturing to her men to keep their weapons down as they approach, Lochley taking lead.*
Lochley: My name is Captain Elizabeth Lochley of the Republic of United Star Systems.
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*He experiences a sensation of his leg not returning to the ground in his stride, before falling flat on his face. Tara A looks back from her seat, smiling.*
Tara A: Did you get me a postcard?
*In the next room, Clara looks at Vani, circling her.*
Clara: So, I'm up for this really being a rematch. In english, a brawl. You up for that, bluey?
*She smiles, but there is a slight sharpness to her tone, like resentment.*
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Faceloss: I don't very much care for who you are. I offered them a peaceful resolution. I will be taking the child one way or another. I will return him after our scans are done. *His limbs grow a little bit brighter and now the cryo fog is covering the entire hallway reaching even the turbolift.*
OoC: Its still only about waist height but it will eventually get higher.
*Tara grunts as she tries to stop her, grounding her own feet and taking her own steps forward.*
Tara: You might wanna save the strength for when the actual fight starts, sis?
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Jean: Oh, by the way, I learned a tri-
*He disappears. Though, there is a slight nagging in the back of her mind.*
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Vani: You sure you're up for this, red blood?
Mara: Why? When I win, I can just throw and punch and knock you out. Seeming as I knew you would copy me.
*She smiles and starts pushing back harder.*
Lochley: I'm afraid you're under the mistaken impression you're in command here. This is a Republic-registered vessel in Republic Space. Under our law, you cannot perform experimentation of any kind on a child without the consent of their legal guardian.
And you boarding this ship? Under our law, that's piracy. Because this is a First Contact situation, I won't arrest you, but I have to ask you to leave this vessel immediately.
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*Tara A looks around.*
Tara A: Neat. You learnt to port.
*Next Room. Clara closes the door, smiling before grunting as she hits Vani with a right hook to the cheek followed by a left hook to the gut and tossing her across the room into the training bag, getting into a fighting stance.*
Clara: That answer your question, Silverlocks?
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Faceloss: And you are under the mistaken impression that your weapons can harm me. Your threats are meaningless. I will note that I myself am acting alone and to not blame my government for this. *He waves his hand and yellow sparkles fall off of it. a strange sound emanates from teh ground and large Ice spikes impale her team but leave her alive.* I'm not here to start a war, I'm here for the boy. How many I have to kill to get him is up to you and the captain of this ship. *The cryo fog is now spreading to other parts of the ship interfering with sensors and equipment and acting as a transporter jammer for anything touching it*
*Tara smiles back.*
Tara: You may know what I'm going to do, but that won't help you since I know what you're going to do. Strange, isn't it?
*She smiles to herself at the Sonic reference before deciding to break the stalemate.*
I forgot to mention, if there's a stalemate, we can do this!
*She pushes off the guard hard, getting into a kickboxing stance and circling Mara, bouncing on her heels.*
Ready to get tarred, sis?
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Jean, behind her: Nope. Something better.
*She gets pushed out of the chair.*
Jean: That's what you get for being a denying voyeur.
*He sticks his tongue out.*
Next Room
Vani: Well, that was nice...
*She stands up and straightens. She then charges Clara, tackling her, and throwing her into the wall, where she proceeds to start beating her.*
Drake: You sonofa--!
*Lochley stops him before he can reach for his phaser.*
Lochley *soothing*: Dan...
*She shakes her head, before looking back at Faceloss, stern.*
I hoped we could negotiate, but what you just did was totally unwarranted and unprovoked! The Republic doesn't negotiate with terrorists!
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*Mara immediately charges her, throwing a fist at her.*