Spike: I think your wondering why I am dodging Orions and Dragons...
Drake: Along with how you got into my quarters, why I shouldn't call P-Sec right now and what I'm gonna have for dinner, sure.
*OOC: Pretty sure Drake knows him since he agreed to have him here..*
Spike: P-Sec won't get involved, not unless they want more dead investigators... The Dragons are good at that at least.. Pretty sure some Orions would like a couple pot shots.. I used to work for the old Dragon boss in this area. What I want to know is why the Orions seem to have employed mercenaries.. and why I can't get a hold of that old Boss friend..
Trust me if I wanted to do anything you would not have noticed anyway.. given what I used to do for a living.
Drake: And what makes you think I have the answers?
Spike: Considering I was comatose for I don't know how long.. *His eye twitches and the slight color shade difference is now noticeable..*
So I figure your watching the news more often..
Drake: Some kind of mob war between the Syndicate and the Dragons. A bunch of PMCs have been called in by the Republic to try and restore order...
Which makes me think someone in the Senate wants their money back.
*Meanwhile, in the Republic Presidential Residence, Sam is trying to get in contact with Terry.*
Spike: Just doesn't seem all that possible.. Did anyone reach... *He stops for a moment and looks sullen.. *
*Terry is in bed squirming, he feels that something is sneaking around and something is gathering power toward itself. He knows who it is and that is what makes him afraid.. The Holidays went perfectly fine... but something is still amiss..*
Terry: *Leans up..Hearing the comm line at his terminal...* Great at this hour..
*He gets out of bed and while putting a robe on answers the call..*
Spike: I think your wondering why I am dodging Orions and Dragons...
Drake: Along with how you got into my quarters, why I shouldn't call P-Sec right now and what I'm gonna have for dinner, sure.
*OOC: Pretty sure Drake knows him since he agreed to have him here..*
Spike: P-Sec won't get involved, not unless they want more dead investigators... The Dragons are good at that at least.. Pretty sure some Orions would like a couple pot shots.. I used to work for the old Dragon boss in this area. What I want to know is why the Orions seem to have employed mercenaries.. and why I can't get a hold of that old Boss friend..
Trust me if I wanted to do anything you would not have noticed anyway.. given what I used to do for a living.
Drake: And what makes you think I have the answers?
Spike: Considering I was comatose for I don't know how long.. *His eye twitches and the slight color shade difference is now noticeable..*
So I figure your watching the news more often..
Drake: Some kind of mob war between the Syndicate and the Dragons. A bunch of PMCs have been called in by the Republic to try and restore order...
Which makes me think someone in the Senate wants their money back.
*Meanwhile, in the Republic Presidential Residence, Sam is trying to get in contact with Terry.*
Spike: Just doesn't seem all that possible.. Did anyone reach... *He stops for a moment and looks sullen.. *
*Alex wanders around the Enterprise looking for Kira while carving something with a bladed finger.(Note that most people probably haven't seen him use his powers so he would probably unintentionally freak out a few crewmembers)*
*Alvin is not far away from Tara A. and Ebren.. in a busy mess hall.*
Alvin: Your kidding right? Ebren... tell me she is kidding.
Ebren: I guess she wants Sasha to not be especially lonely..
Alvin: I know.. Though I do not see her that way besides.
*He looks at Tara A..*
Tara A: You two have been friends since childhood. She trusts you. Besides, whether she wants to admit it or not, she'll feel better with a friend living with her.
Alvin: Sounds like you want us to hook up or something..
Ebren: *Shakes his head as Alvin quickly rushes off.. * You know Alvin has always been a bit timid in that respect.. Why not put her in with another...
*Wilson pops in from nowhere..*
Wilson: What is going on love birds...
Ebren: *Facepalms* I think I know why even Jack found you a touch annoying...
*Wilson gets telekinetically tossed away.*
Tara A *irritated*: Do you know someone else she'll get along with, Ebren?
*Alvin is not far away from Tara A. and Ebren.. in a busy mess hall.*
Alvin: Your kidding right? Ebren... tell me she is kidding.
Ebren: I guess she wants Sasha to not be especially lonely..
Alvin: I know.. Though I do not see her that way besides.
*He looks at Tara A..*
Tara A: You two have been friends since childhood. She trusts you. Besides, whether she wants to admit it or not, she'll feel better with a friend living with her.
Alvin: Sounds like you want us to hook up or something..
Ebren: *Shakes his head as Alvin quickly rushes off.. * You know Alvin has always been a bit timid in that respect.. Why not put her in with another...
*Wilson pops in from nowhere..*
Wilson: What is going on love birds...
Ebren: *Facepalms* I think I know why even Jack found you a touch annoying...
*Wilson gets telekinetically tossed away.*
Tara A *irritated*: Do you know someone else she'll get along with, Ebren?
*Terry is in bed squirming, he feels that something is sneaking around and something is gathering power toward itself. He knows who it is and that is what makes him afraid.. The Holidays went perfectly fine... but something is still amiss..*
Terry: *Leans up..Hearing the comm line at his terminal...* Great at this hour..
*He gets out of bed and while putting a robe on answers the call..*
Yes what is it?
Sam: Terry, I woke you! I'm sorry, I forgot about the time difference over there...
*Alvin is not far away from Tara A. and Ebren.. in a busy mess hall.*
Alvin: Your kidding right? Ebren... tell me she is kidding.
Ebren: I guess she wants Sasha to not be especially lonely..
Alvin: I know.. Though I do not see her that way besides.
*He looks at Tara A..*
Tara A: You two have been friends since childhood. She trusts you. Besides, whether she wants to admit it or not, she'll feel better with a friend living with her.
Alvin: Sounds like you want us to hook up or something..
Ebren: *Shakes his head as Alvin quickly rushes off.. * You know Alvin has always been a bit timid in that respect.. Why not put her in with another...
*Wilson pops in from nowhere..*
Wilson: What is going on love birds...
Ebren: *Facepalms* I think I know why even Jack found you a touch annoying...
*Wilson gets telekinetically tossed away.*
Tara A *irritated*: Do you know someone else she'll get along with, Ebren?
*Terry is in bed squirming, he feels that something is sneaking around and something is gathering power toward itself. He knows who it is and that is what makes him afraid.. The Holidays went perfectly fine... but something is still amiss..*
Terry: *Leans up..Hearing the comm line at his terminal...* Great at this hour..
*He gets out of bed and while putting a robe on answers the call..*
Yes what is it?
Sam: Terry, I woke you! I'm sorry, I forgot about the time difference over there...
Terry: I wasn't sleeping well anyway.. What is it?
*Alvin is not far away from Tara A. and Ebren.. in a busy mess hall.*
Alvin: Your kidding right? Ebren... tell me she is kidding.
Ebren: I guess she wants Sasha to not be especially lonely..
Alvin: I know.. Though I do not see her that way besides.
*He looks at Tara A..*
Tara A: You two have been friends since childhood. She trusts you. Besides, whether she wants to admit it or not, she'll feel better with a friend living with her.
Alvin: Sounds like you want us to hook up or something..
Ebren: *Shakes his head as Alvin quickly rushes off.. * You know Alvin has always been a bit timid in that respect.. Why not put her in with another...
*Wilson pops in from nowhere..*
Wilson: What is going on love birds...
Ebren: *Facepalms* I think I know why even Jack found you a touch annoying...
*Wilson gets telekinetically tossed away.*
Tara A *irritated*: Do you know someone else she'll get along with, Ebren?
Ebren: On the ship no I don't...
*Wilson in the background.. *
Wilson: Ow... Why is everyone so mean....
Tara A: Then what do you suggest?
Ebren: Well, how about the new transfers? Or perhaps that outlaw fellow in Pegasus...
*Roderick soon enters in Jack's comm line, and buzzes it. He looks at Jack some faint family resemblance is present..*
Roderick: Remember me now? How you skewered dad in the living room?
OOC: Jack doesn't have a comm on him right now, and he's currently aboard a military vessel with no one else knowing he's there.
*OOC: Okay Lochley then..*
Roderick: *Scratches his goatee* Get me the nearest comm unit next to him..
*The operation unit switches it over.. *
Roderick: Captain.. is my kid brother next to you? He is a bit short.. with a goofy hair cut..
Lochley: Who am I speaking to?
Roderick: His half brother... Same father. He will know this.. Gaugamela...
Lochley: You realise I command over 2000 people on this ship? I'll need a name.
Roderick: He goes by Jack now...
Lochley: Could you hold for a few minutes?
Roderick: I can...
*Jack comes on the line.*
Jack: What do you want?
Roderick: Pretty blunt nowadays aren't you... You haven't changed much over the decades... aside from your memory loss. An old friend can help with that problem.. These coordinates in 5 hours.. Be careful your kid is really searching that planet for you. Dunno what you did to TRIBBLE him off...
*The Captain is being watched by Anon... seemingly on the border of boredom...*
Anon: So the man out of his time is now running around.. trying to find me.
*The threads of coding and images fly through his sight as the Captain is going to the older side of the facility.. *
So he found the old base.. not like he can tell anyway...
Gregor: Lets lead him onto what he wants to find..
Anon: Best way to get rid of a pest...
*A door not far from Sanders opens leading to an old terminal an old insignia of a mercenary company he doesn't recognize Snakes wrapped around a cracked galaxy, facing each other, with a skull open on it.. The terminal is active with data that is of no real consequence to Anon... or his creators. *
*In front of Sanders, the data is being downloaded and viewed until something catches his eye... A Military Mother Company he does know of.. something he did not expect. Big Boss..*
*Anon watches and watches the old data go with a part of himself inside.. *
Anon: Job is done.. Gregor your turn to run him out...
*Before Sanders can sneak through the way he came Gregor arrives with many armed guards in suits similar to what he has seen. *
Gregor: Find him.. This clearing is not good for him so hurry it up..
*The guards fan out weapons armed and in formation... drone orbs are soon deployed and start scanning.. *
OoC: Well the Terrorists have the elachi as allies and are abducting people. They aren't exactly turning them into more Elachi though. But basically to everyone else the terrorists are dangerous but a minor thing. The true scope of their power base has yet to be revealed. I was actually planning on having Mephiles meet Sam and maybe explain some stuff while also showing off his power. I forgot what I was going to do with the super cyborg guy though.
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*OOC: Nothing on Terry?*
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Terry: *Leans up..Hearing the comm line at his terminal...* Great at this hour..
*He gets out of bed and while putting a robe on answers the call..*
Yes what is it?
*OOC: Just did.. *
Lochley: Could you hold for a few minutes?
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Kira: Why not?
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*Wilson gets telekinetically tossed away.*
Tara A *irritated*: Do you know someone else she'll get along with, Ebren?
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Roderick: I can...
Sasha: I am just not in the mood..
Ebren: On the ship no I don't...
*Wilson in the background.. *
Wilson: Ow... Why is everyone so mean....
*C Tara grunts before getting her in a headlock.*
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Sam: Terry, I woke you! I'm sorry, I forgot about the time difference over there...
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Kira: You always brood like this?
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Tara A: Then what do you suggest?
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*Jack comes on the line.*
Jack: What do you want?
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*She succeeds, throwing C Tara over her shoulder, but C Tara lands on her feet and slams back into Tara M, pushing her against the ropes.*
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*C Tara throws a haymaker.*
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*C Tara grunts as she falls to the mat, dazed.*
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Terry: I wasn't sleeping well anyway.. What is it?
Ebren: Well, how about the new transfers? Or perhaps that outlaw fellow in Pegasus...
Roderick: Pretty blunt nowadays aren't you... You haven't changed much over the decades... aside from your memory loss. An old friend can help with that problem.. These coordinates in 5 hours.. Be careful your kid is really searching that planet for you. Dunno what you did to TRIBBLE him off...
*The Captain is being watched by Anon... seemingly on the border of boredom...*
Anon: So the man out of his time is now running around.. trying to find me.
*The threads of coding and images fly through his sight as the Captain is going to the older side of the facility.. *
So he found the old base.. not like he can tell anyway...
Gregor: Lets lead him onto what he wants to find..
Anon: Best way to get rid of a pest...
*A door not far from Sanders opens leading to an old terminal an old insignia of a mercenary company he doesn't recognize Snakes wrapped around a cracked galaxy, facing each other, with a skull open on it.. The terminal is active with data that is of no real consequence to Anon... or his creators. *
*In front of Sanders, the data is being downloaded and viewed until something catches his eye... A Military Mother Company he does know of.. something he did not expect. Big Boss..*
*Anon watches and watches the old data go with a part of himself inside.. *
Anon: Job is done.. Gregor your turn to run him out...
*Before Sanders can sneak through the way he came Gregor arrives with many armed guards in suits similar to what he has seen. *
Gregor: Find him.. This clearing is not good for him so hurry it up..
*The guards fan out weapons armed and in formation... drone orbs are soon deployed and start scanning.. *