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OOC: Planet's a good warp a way, no way they know that. And go aead and kill the others, they're just fodder.
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*The D'Deridex follows above them, keeping up easily.* Kitty's Tower *There's a man in a suit and sunglasses.* Man: Mortician Aleksandr, here to contact the closest known kin or associate of one Jean-Luc LeBeau.
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Jackson: Do know if Amelei likes weird? *He covers his mouth.* Jackson: I think it's Shadow. If I'm near strong personalities, my empathy picks it up and makes me mimic it...
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OOC: Morning news version. People dead, it happened. That's about it. *Velal doesn't move.* Velal: DeVann, DeVann, DeVann... I knew you'd bite eventually, you rotten snake.
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*Sadly, the D'Deridex exits a few seconds later, but the other four ships are most definitely lost. The D'Deridex hails.* Distorted Voice: Nice try, Captain, but this ship has seen more that a few fleets destroyed... *They are in high orbit, but able to be seen.* Kitty's Tower *There's a knock at Clara's door.*
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*The Coalitionists trickle in, no form of roganization whatsoever.*
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Mara: B-but... *She gulps.* Mara: How did they find us? Bridge Distorted Voice: I hope you plan to cooperate Captain. If you do not, do try to make it interesting though. *He seems disinterested.* OOC: Clara still at Kitty's place?
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*The anomalies disappear, meaning that the ships could be anywhere.* Ring *Mara sighs.* Mara: Wonder what it is... *Aerv hurries in.* Aerv: Hand ships. The Hand are after someone on the ship.
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Distorted Voice: You have ten minutes. *They disconnect and re-cloak.* Ring Mara: Give me a minute...
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Jackson: Did I say that out loud? F*ck, I did! *He blinks, and covers his mouth.* Jackson: Being an empath sucks sometimes...
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OOC: Well, try to watch it if you can. It's good, and the game is promising to be just as good. Distorted Voice: Either you're lying to me, or Miss Forrester has lied to to you, Captain. We know for sure that the clone is on your ship. Ring *Mara takes the straight kick, but then pulls Tara to her and throws a few punches.*
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*Mara smiles and runs at her, tackling her down and slamming her fists into Tara's face.* Bridge Crew Member: They just released a distress call. Distorted Voice: Block it, if you can. Now then Captain, by property I mean the clone that little Tara Forrester has snuck aboard your ship. OOC: Did you hear about the Game of…
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*Mara returns the favor.* Bridge *They can see a dark bridge, where the faces of the crew members are shrouded in shadow. The captain is not visible, but the outline of the chair can be made.* Voice, changed to be unrecognizable: Hand over our property, and we will not punish your for holding it and it's thief.
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*Suddenly, the five ships of different makes decloak and surround the Zhiyal. There's a highly modified D'Deridex, two Birds of Prey, an Orion frigate, and a Nausicaan freighter designed for fighting. The D'Deridex hail the Zhiyal.* Ring *Mara throws herself into Tara, trying to knock the wind out of her and get her head…
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*The scans reveal that if they had gone any farther, they would have run into a warp field dampener... but there are still anomalies around, and they start getting closer to the Zhiyal.* Ring *Mara starts groaning and trying to break out of it.*
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*Jackson tilts his head, thinking.* Jackson: I wonder what he would look like if he was a b*tch...
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*Mara interrupts and rolls them over, getting on top. She smiles and starts trying to beat her.* S.S. Tora Ziyahl(?) Bridge *The sensors start going insane as they detect several anomalous readings.*
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*Jackson blows air out of his mouth.* Jackson: Uh... maybe. If I had some more equipment.
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Jackson: No, but by the reading, it's definitely a Q. And since no one's educated you on them yet, they're practically omnipotent beings that like to mess around. Think Nordic god Loki.
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*Jackson sees something.* Jackson: Stop! Stop messing with it! Quick!
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*Jackson stops very suddenly.* Jackson: Oh... *He gulps.* Jackson: That was close, huh?
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OOC: Well, stop him! that, and he's a scientist, so not specifically the most rigorous order following training there is.
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Okay... *He tries to walk into the Arboretum.*
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Jackson: Uhm... I don't know if this'll work... *He looks at the tricorder.*
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Jackson: Can I walk through now?
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Jackson: Uhm... I don't know. I'm not much of an energy guy. *He sighs, then taps around on the tricorder.* Jackson: If you could make a portal that was the same dimensions as the door, and just in front of it, you could have it come out just after the door. That way, the curtain won't affect anyone passing through the…
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Never seen a Fek in my life. *Shrugs.*
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Jackson: It's a powerful energy... and consistent to energy readings we get from the Q, when they interfere. *He frowns.* Jackson: We should be able to distort it with some sort of anti-energy...
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*Nods sagely.*
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Mara: Oh, stop complimenting yourself, beautiful. *She charges and goes in with a straight kick.*