*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?
Sam: Several of our outer colonies in the Delta Quadrant have been attacked by an unknown race. They recently abducted a whole colony.
*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...
Tara A: You think she'll get along with any of them?
*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...
*Jack closes the channel, arriving at the meeting site on time.*
*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.. *
*Sanders hides around a corner, knocking out a couple of the guards stealthily before tapping his comm.*
Sanders *whispering*: Hawk, I've got a problem...
Hawk *Over Comm*: I'm a couple of minutes behind you. Hang tight.
*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?
Sam: Several of our outer colonies in the Delta Quadrant have been attacked by an unknown race. They recently abducted a whole colony.
Terry: Disturbing.. Yet the cylinders if I am remembering right.. Require precise timing and knowledge of the systems..
*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...
Tara A: You think she'll get along with any of them?
*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.. *
*Sanders hides around a corner, knocking out a couple of the guards stealthily before tapping his comm.*
Sanders *whispering*: Hawk, I've got a problem...
Hawk *Over Comm*: I'm a couple of minutes behind you. Hang tight.
*The guards recover and quickly reform and open fire.. Gregor charges out engaging Sanders head on in his suit knocking him into a wall. The blows that do hit him do not do much to his hulking size.. nearly seven feet and 400 pounds with out the suit.. None of that weight is fat.. *
Gregor: *Picking up Sanders by the neck * Run little dog.. make it fun for me..
*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?
Sam: Several of our outer colonies in the Delta Quadrant have been attacked by an unknown race. They recently abducted a whole colony.
Terry: Disturbing.. Yet the cylinders if I am remembering right.. Require precise timing and knowledge of the systems..
Sam: These weren't the cylinders, Terry. These were colonies settled after the Eblisi attack on world's which managed to survive.
*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.. *
*Sanders hides around a corner, knocking out a couple of the guards stealthily before tapping his comm.*
Sanders *whispering*: Hawk, I've got a problem...
Hawk *Over Comm*: I'm a couple of minutes behind you. Hang tight.
*The guards recover and quickly reform and open fire.. Gregor charges out engaging Sanders head on in his suit knocking him into a wall. The blows that do hit him do not do much to his hulking size.. nearly seven feet and 400 pounds with out the suit.. None of that weight is fat.. *
Gregor: *Picking up Sanders by the neck * Run little dog.. make it fun for me..
*He tosses him into the hallway..*
*Sanders throws his shield into the door controls, sealing the room before he starts running back through the corridor.*
*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...
Tara A: You think she'll get along with any of them?
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*After a few punches, Tara steps in and ends the fight, ruling C Tara TKO'ed and giving Tara M the win.*
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Sam: Several of our outer colonies in the Delta Quadrant have been attacked by an unknown race. They recently abducted a whole colony.
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Tara A: You think she'll get along with any of them?
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*Jack closes the channel, arriving at the meeting site on time.*
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Kira: Okay, fine. You wanna get something to eat?
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*Sanders hides around a corner, knocking out a couple of the guards stealthily before tapping his comm.*
Sanders *whispering*: Hawk, I've got a problem...
Hawk *Over Comm*: I'm a couple of minutes behind you. Hang tight.
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*The original cloaked watcher watches Sanders completely undetectable.*
OoC: Would Ashley or anyone from the shade be going along with Hawk?
*Tara helps her up and checks C Tara over, who carefully picks herself up.*
OOC: No, Hawk and Sanders split off after Sasha's rescue.
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Tara: Are you feeling okay?
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Burns: coulson I've got it working
Terry: Disturbing.. Yet the cylinders if I am remembering right.. Require precise timing and knowledge of the systems..
Ebren: I dunno... The Outlaw though, I dunno..
*The guards recover and quickly reform and open fire.. Gregor charges out engaging Sanders head on in his suit knocking him into a wall. The blows that do hit him do not do much to his hulking size.. nearly seven feet and 400 pounds with out the suit.. None of that weight is fat.. *
Gregor: *Picking up Sanders by the neck * Run little dog.. make it fun for me..
*He tosses him into the hallway..*
Sasha: Fine.. I do wonder where you found that guy that has that odd ability..
Burns: it looks empty but it's definitely something
Sam: These weren't the cylinders, Terry. These were colonies settled after the Eblisi attack on world's which managed to survive.
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*Sanders throws his shield into the door controls, sealing the room before he starts running back through the corridor.*
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Kira: You mean Alex? We met on one of the Hub Colonies in Pegasus while chasing a lead in a crime syndicate called The Hand.
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Tara: Okay...
*She looks at C Tara.*
C Tara: I'll be fine...
*She also doesn't look too rough, but does give Tara M a glare.*
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Tara A: Which outlaw?
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Tara M: Hey you'll be fine. *looks at C Tara*
C Tara: That's what I just said...
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C Tara: I think there is...
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*Tara looks at C Tara before helping Tara M out of the ring.*
Tara: Just ignore her. You did great.
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Coulson: so what if we find out.
Burns: there is something over there. The probe was destroyed by an energy weapon of some sort.
Coulson: ok let's figure out what to do next.