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Post by Miller on Nov 26, 2008 1:39:15 GMT -5
Miller smiled a bit as he sat next to Willie, blowing on her dice like she had told him to. While he doubted it had any real effect, he thought her little rituals--as well as everything about her that was not sexy--was very cute.
The break was good for both of them, he realized with another grin as his arm, now around her waste, squeezed her protectively. It was the first he had really had since signing on to the Plunder, which he was guessing was probably a purposeful move on Jo's part, to see what he was willing to put up with.
The job was great so far. He was making more money than ever, after all. The only snag was that, sooner or later, he was going to have to do something immoral. Like now, when he was only an order away from robbing all these people blind. Granted, it was probably going to be quickly replaced but, still. It nagged at him, just a little. It was no where near as horrifying as what Mamba had made him do, but there were still doubts in his heart.
He smiled at Willie raising her hands and cheering at the other people on the table's groans. She gave him a peck on the cheek and held up the dice again, which he obediently breathed on.
Then he saw something that took his breath away. Just a flash of a face from a blonde woman, who was now slipping out the door.
"Hey, wait!" He called out, vaulting over the table and rushing after her.
When he left the door, however, he saw no one. He glanced left and right, but it was a straight hallway. She had nowhere to go but straight or...
The moment he glanced up, the blonde woman descended from her perch where she had been, legs and hands braced against the wall and shot out a palm thrust straight for Miller's head, he backed away from it and turned to the woman, and then gasped when he saw her face.
"D-Dagger? Dagger Leopold?" He muttered, dumbfounded.
"Hey there Mil." Dagger said. "Sorry, I can't stay and chat."
A kick came around faster than Miller could see, something that he was very shocked by, and slammed into his head with a thwack. The ex-Mamba fell to the floor and collapsed.
He woke a second later, Willie shaking him and Cooper with a gun out, glancing around quickly.
"Miller! What the hell was that?" Willie asked. "She just knocked you out. How the fuck did she get the drop on you? Who the fuck was that?"
"I...I think it was my first girlfriend." He said woozily. "As for how she did that and why, your guess is as good as mine."
He tapped his communicator. "Captain, this is Miller. I think...I think something weird is going on around here."
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Post by Christian Monroe on Nov 26, 2008 1:43:24 GMT -5
Christian crouched low to the ground, almost completely hidden in the thick, decorative foliage that covered almost the entirety of the cruise-liner. He was disobeying an order from his alpha to be here at the moment, but the lion-like boy couldn't resist the opportunity to try his hand at besting the Queen of the Snakes.
The redheaded female was currently sitting in one of the smaller dining halls, partaking in what smelled like lobster tail and very rare steak. The latter of which was making his mouth water despite his strict discipline.
Christian slowly eased his weight out from behind the plants. She was facing away from him, cutting into her meal with a certain amount of ravenous glee. Distracted. The teen shifted closer, his every gesture an economy of movement, nothing wasted. He made not a sound, a deadly efficient stalker, approaching his prey.
And yet, just as he reached about three feet behind her, there was suddenly a starmetal sword jabbing into his belly, hard enough to pierce the skin and make him yelp a little involuntarily.
"Nice try, hon," the Queen murmured dryly, not turning away from her meal. "But lion colorations are great camouflage in the veldt. Not so much on a starship, tiger." Christian scowled at her, annoyed that--if his cheeks weren't covered in a thick layer of short gold fur--he'd be turning red under that faintly teasing tone. The older woman suddenly cut him a look, green eyes dancing with laughter. "Plus I think I heard your stomach growl from way over there in the bushes."
She had known he was there all along! It was enough to make him want to tear his hear out in big chunks. The Queen Cobra was unmoved by his huffy growl or narrowed scowl.
"You hungry?" she questioned then, motioning to the huge spread in front of her. "I think there might be enough here for the both of us."
Christian scowled deeper when his traitorous stomach growled even louder. Rather than give into the impulse--as it would be a very cold day in hell before he ever sat down willingly for a meal with a Snake--he turned on his heel and stalked away. The Queen chuckled softly in his wake.
"Maybe next time, then, tiger."
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T.K.
Sailor of the Eight Planets
Chief Engineer
"If my Pocky is returned within the next hour, I promise you a quick death instead."
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Post by T.K. on Nov 26, 2008 2:06:49 GMT -5
The Engineering crew had been on edge, ever since T.K. had purposely opened up the Reactor Cover on on the Main Engine. He'd then proceeded to point out the various devices inside the reactor, and describe exactly how they worked.
“And honestly, it's not a very good idea to open the Reactor Core while the engines are running. But hey, you should see the looks on the faces of your crew when you do. Priceless.
He closed and sealed the cover back, before gesturing for her to follow him over to where it looked like one of the ship's Engineer's was repairing a Power Conduit.
“Goodie, practical applications. Angel, give the nice fellow a hand, while I watch.”
Nervously, Angel tried to help the fellow, but eventually ended up doing the job herself, as the flustered Engineer constantly dropped his tools.
“Now see, if you were one of my crew, you wouldn't have done that. Maybe I should talk to your Chief about discipline around here. Far too many of you guys just standing around gawking while a girl does your work.”
While he'd been talking, Angel had gotten caught up in the moment, and had finished the repair, before moving off to work on more things.
“Ah, she makes me proud.”
“TTTTTTTTT KKKKKKKKKKK!”
He turned around just as Shiyounin plowed right into his chest, knocking him over onto the floor. She was in her normal size, and grabbed the front of his shirt, obviously panicked.
“Shiyounin? What's going on? Where'd you dissapear to?”
“I'm so sorry. I found a strange ship in the Docking Bay, and went to check it out, and this creepy little A.I. girl came out, and she started saying all these strange things, and then I realized she had to belong to someone, and only the EU has Holograms, so she had to belong to some EU Solider, and then I realized there couldn't be just one, so there's probably soldiers all over the ship, and they could even be Mambas!”
T.K. blinked as he tried to make sense of what she was saying.
“You found an A.I. in the Docking Bay?” She nodded up at him, while he thought it over. “OK, send a copy of what happened to my Goggles.”
He put them on, then waited a moment as she sent the information to them. He watched the scene play out, fascinated by the Police Ship. It didn't look quite right for some reason. Before he could contemplate on it further, the Skunkgirl A.I. had appeared. And started flirting with Shiyou in a horrible French Accent.
Ah hell.
He shut off the Goggles, and then fished out his Com as he stood up.
“Captain, it's T.K. Looks like Shiyounin found something she shouldn't have.” He paused for a just a moment, as he looked around for something to improvise as a weapon, just in case. “Dagger Leopold's ship is in the Docking bay.”
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Dagger Leopold
Cabin Boy
Bounty Huntress
No more heartbreak.
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Post by Dagger Leopold on Nov 26, 2008 2:17:15 GMT -5
Dagger hopped up on her ship and sprayed her hair, the blond cracking and falling out as she shook it and tossed her "normal" clothes off and removed her contacts.
"Anne, security lockdown, class five. Make sure all security system only respond to my and your commands and burn out all external ports except the one you're using." She commanded as she zipped up her catsuit and pulled on her vest.
"Oui, Miztress, immediately." The AI said, and then, all over the ship, heavy security partitions lowered and the oxygen density in the air decreased greatly--it was still enough to breath, and fresh air was being recycled, but any heavy exertion or emotional outburst would cause shortness of breath quickly. The lights all also went out, and backup security lights did not come on to follow them.
After that, all controls to the security systems, lighting, and environmental controls burned themselves out.
Dagger pulled on a tight mask and a pair of goggles. She grabbed a white rod and stuck it in her vest, and a snub-nosed gun and put it in her other vest pocket. Then she grabbed a snub assault rifle, some kind of launcher clipped to the bottom, and holstered it on her right hip against a magnetic port.
"Alright." She smirked. "it's time to go hunting."
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Willie Barbary
Buccaneer
Pilot
It's worse when you know that hell is coming, but nobody else will believe you . . . .
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Post by Willie Barbary on Nov 26, 2008 2:39:02 GMT -5
Willie was doing her ultimate best not to freak out, but it was a very close thing.
First, some blond girl shows up out of nowhere whom was apparently Miller's first girlfriend. The first and only other girl he'd been with before her. Who also happened to be drop-dead gorgeous, from what little Willie had seen of her. Which was bad enough. But then the chick had kicked Miller in the head and disappeared. Which was a good thing as far as possibly trying to steal her man, she supposed, but really bad in a whole new way.
Up until this point, Miller had been infallible in her eyes. He was faster, stronger, more skilled than any other fighter she'd ever seen. And this mysterious girlfriend had just one-hit-owned him with almost minimal effort. That alone had shaken her.
And now, to top everything off, the whole cruise-ship was going wonky. All of the security partitions had dropped--locking them in the hallway--it was absolutely pitch black--she couldn't even see her hand in front of her face--and it suddenly seemed there was no air left for her to breathe. The small pilot had started taking great gasps of it, shuddering. Miller squeezed her hand, doing his best to try and comfort her in the midst of trying to figure out what they were going to do.
"It's alright, Willie," Miller murmured softly. "Try to stay calm."
"I can't breathe," she mewled, a sliver of panic setting in. "There's no oxygen in here!"
She felt him suddenly holding her shoulders, caressing her. "Sh-h. You're alright. There is oxygen, it's just been depleted. Probably to keep us from moving around a lot or doing anything straining. You're not going to suffocate," he assured her calmly, "but if you keep hyperventilating like that you will pass out."
Willie tried to focus on his voice, his words, tried to fight out of the fear overriding her common sense. Miller continued rubbing her arms comfortingly. "That's it," he encouraged. "Match your breathing to mine. Slow and steady."
Very slowly, Willie managed to slow her breathing back to a normal level. She blew out a shuddering breath then, blinking away the tears that had gathered in her eyes.
"Thanks, Mill--umph!"
Suddenly someone grabbed her roughly from behind, and some sort of cloth was shoved over her face an instant before she felt herself being yanked back hard, ripping her out of Miller's grasp.
"Willie!"
Miller roaring out her name was the last thing the pilot comprehended before everything inside of her went dead.
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T.K.
Sailor of the Eight Planets
Chief Engineer
"If my Pocky is returned within the next hour, I promise you a quick death instead."
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Post by T.K. on Nov 26, 2008 3:22:28 GMT -5
T.K. sat at what remained of the main computer terminal in the ship's Engineering section. Most of it was unusable at the moment, but he'd jacked his Goggles in anyway. Shiyounin was already setting up his personally designed Security systems, while he himself had a 'look' at what systems remained.
Angel sat nearby, and several of the trapped Engineers had gathered around to see what was going on. Angel herself was trying really hard not to panic.
“Have to give the girl credit. Her A.I. Is a real piece of work. I don't dare to actually try and over-ride her controls. At least not yet.”
He managed to get sporadic glimpses of various crew members, but was unable to locate Dagger herself. For more information, he'd have to reveal himself, and he wasn't quite ready for that yet.
“All set Master. I do not know her capabilities, but the SS should keep her occupied for a few moments. I will maintain them as long as possible.”
“Good girl. Don't risk yourself though. Soon as you feel the Shields buckling, sever your connection. I don't want her getting a hold of you.”
“Understood Master.”
“Alright, let me call the Captain, and we'll get this party started.”
He pulled up the Captain on the Com, while he started messing with the settings for lightings.
“OK Captain, I'm in the system as much as I dare at the moment. I'm going to cue you to three second bursts for the lighting systems. I can't take full control at the moment, but it should be enough to navigate the ship.”
As soon as he finished talking, he hacked the lighting, setting up a repeating and multiplying command to 'randomly' flash the lights on the ship in bursts. At the same time, he also started to open the Security Doors on the ship one by one. The pattern appeared random at first, but T.K. had already worked out the sequences in his head. Now, all he had to do was keep Dagger's A.I. from closing them too fast.
In the meantime, he continued to 'peek' through the security systems, trying to locate the scattered crew, and find out where Dagger was hiding.
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Sean
Cabin Boy
*sigh* Why does half the female populace of this ship have to be so smokin' hot?
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Post by Sean on Nov 26, 2008 11:09:14 GMT -5
Sean sighed as he walked the ship, bored to tears, poker was never his thing and most of the magi seemed to ignore his presence--Well, except Cassi, but thats different. Sure, he thought more than one of the girls on this ship in his age range was dead gorgeous--or maybe that was the hormones talking...hmmm--. But he refused to get his heart shattered and make things awkward around the magi children. Ships full of enough drama.
Eventually the red eyed teen made his way to the empty gym, he smirked at all the equipment in the room and wandered off the weight machines.
A good twenty minutes later Sean was lifting weights, his skin faintly turning red, shirt thrown to the way side and his skin misting with sweat. The music and the physical strain forcing away his boredom, allowing him peace.
While it lasted.
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Dane
Buccaneer
Weapon Expert
I'm tired, frustrated and horney at the same time. Do you REALLY wanna piss me off?
Posts: 56
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Post by Dane on Nov 26, 2008 11:14:31 GMT -5
"Pull!"
The skeet shot out of the launcher at blinding speed, sending the disk flying far away in the holo sweet. Dane picked it off and shattered the disk with his rifle. He sat down the rifle and smirked. To damn easy...now I'm bored...oh well time to gamble away my life savings.
With that the weapons expert made his way to the casino, more than once having to stop and adore his fans.
Me? Fans? Can't blame them.
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Post by Morgan Halcyon on Nov 26, 2008 12:01:59 GMT -5
"God damn comlink." Morgan growled as he rifled through his gear and pulled it free. A somewhat disappointed looking Cassi sighed and started to pull on her clothes behind them. They had been right in the middle of yet another indiscretion, Morgan this close to finishing when the emergency beeping on his comlink had started to go off.
"Halcyon here." Morgan said into the comm.
"Morg, we have a bit of a situation over here on the Avalon." Jo said on the other end of the link.
"What's wrong?" He asked, guilt playing briefly over his face before he supressed any sign of it.
"Dagger fucking Leopold is here, her AI has shut everything down. There's barely enough air here to keep us up and running, and Willie's already been taken. We need hull cutting gear and we need it yesterda honeybunch." Hart said. "Hart, out."
Morgan quickly pulled on his pants and started to pull on his shirt.
"What's up, Morg?" Cassi asked. Morgan shook his head. "Nothin' fer you to be worried about." He replied stoically.
"Oh, I beg to differ." A different voice said, and the two suddenly looked over to see a woman dressed head-to-toe in tight black, a pair of green-lensed goggles over her eyes and a rifle at her hip.
Morgan stepped in front of Cassi protectively, to which the woman laughed.
"I'm not after her, sweetie. I do have some morals. One of which is not to send little kids to get tortured by the government. No, I'm here for a nice, high profile bounty on your dreadlocked head." The bounty huntress took a step forward and reached into her vest, producing the white rod. "So, do we do this the easy way or the hard way?"
Morgan stepped forward, pulling a pair of knuckles from his jacket and slipping them on, space distorting just slightly around them
"Oh goodie. The hard way. Well, hard for you." Dagger clicked something on the rod, and it sprung into a long staff, a glowing white, crackling "blade" on either end.
Morgan stayed in a defensive stance, so the bounty huntress made the first move. She lunged forward and swiped her staff. Morgan blocked the weapon but, with the momentum that created, Dagger twirled and jabbed the blade into his side in a near blinding motion. It did not sink in, rather, a burst of light and the smell of ozone filled the room, and Morgan collapsed, twitching slightly.
"Stop right there!" Cassi then cried, a glowing white rapier in her hand.
"Oh sweety." The bounty huntress purred. "Haven't you ever heard the old adage?" In a swift motion, she pulled her rifle, aimed it with one hand, and fired the lower launcher. A dart shot out and clipped Cassi in the shoulder.
"No....fair...." She said before the drug in the dart knocked her out. Dagger just smirked, holstering her rifle and collapsing her shock staff as she prepared to fireman's carry the massive Morgan.
"Never bring a knife to a gun fight."
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Dagger Leopold
Cabin Boy
Bounty Huntress
No more heartbreak.
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Post by Dagger Leopold on Nov 26, 2008 12:34:12 GMT -5
Andromeda Reyes had been relaxing in a soothing, salty bath when the power had gone out the first time. When the light flickered on for a few seconds a moment later, she was startled to see a woman all in black with a mask and goggles.
Andromeda jerked away, a deer in headlights stare on her face before she bolted out of the bath and tried to pull a towl around her.
"Oh, please, don't get out on my account." Dagger said with a smirk under her mask.
"W-who are you?" She asked, backing up as she dripped profusely on the floor.
"Dagger Leopold. Bounty Huntress." Dagger replied, bowing.
"W-what do you want?" Andromeda, fearful, glanced around for someone to help her. Unfortunately for her, there was no one.
"The bounty on your head." She said simply. "Hey, you know what the difference between an electrolyte-filled bath and my catsuit is? My catsuit doesn't conduct electricity." In a single fluid motion, Dagger pulled the shock staff from her vest, extended it, and slammed the electro-blade into the puddle Andi was making. The burst of stunning electricity shot through it and into the lovely Doctor Reyes, sending her uncermoniously to the ground.
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Elsewhere on the Avalon, Cook and Allison were sitting nervously at the restaurant. They had, just recently, been out on a somewhat awkward date when the lights had gone out. Cook was somewhat surprised when Allison, taking full advantage of the dimmed lights, had nearly pulled him across the table and kissed him.
When the lights flickered back on, a slow clap filled the air.
"Oh, bravo. Romance in the air and all." Dagger said. "Very nice."
"Ge' behin' me, Cook." Allison said protectively, the burly woman in a slim dress at the moment.
"Oh, that won't help him, but good try." She lifted her assault rifle and shot the amazonian Allison in the chest with three tranq darts for good measure. The large woman, to her credit, managed to pull them out and take a step forward before toppling. Then, before the scrawny Cook could make any moves, he was shot with a forth dart and crumpled on top of his date.
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Post by Cassiopeia Reyes-Hart on Nov 26, 2008 12:41:38 GMT -5
Awareness was slow to return. Cassi groaned somewhat pitiably, groggily reaching up to her neck, grimacing at the pain of the dart still stuck in her flesh. She pulled it free with a yelp, and then threw it away from her. The teen slowly pushed her front half up off the floor, staring around herself with bleary eyes, her head still feeling stuffed with cotton. Thus, it took her a moment of taking in the empty rec-room before things started clicking in place like horrible tumblers in her mind.
There was a bounty-hunter on the ship. She had dropped Morgan, and tranq'd Cassi herself. And now the room was empty.
Morgan was gone.
Terror welled up in her chest, her breath starting to come and leave her chest in great, gasping pants. "Morgan!" she whimpered into the empty room, tears pooling out of her eyes. They began to swirl and shift, revealing her dark-skinned lover currently laying in the floor of a cell, still unconscious. Her sister Andromeda was also sitting in a cell, and Ensign Cook and Willie too.
Cassi tried to stand, but the world tilted crazily and she fell back to her knees with a shrill yelp, her head swimming sickeningly. Nearly frantic, she crawled over to Morgan's jacket on the floor, then clawed at the pocket. She managed to pull his commlink free, then pressed it.
"Jo!" she sobbed into it, almost hysterical. "Jo, Morgan's gone! She took him and now he's in a cell and Andi, Willie and Cook are gone too!"
There was a slight pause before her adopted mother's voice came through the other line, calm and soothing. Easing some of Cassi's panic. "Calm down, sweetie. It's gonna be alright. I need you to get the hull cutting equipment and the rest of the skeleton crew and burn your way to engineering and pick up T.K. Then you guys come and get me, alright?"
Cassi took in several breaths, shaking her head again to try and clear out the rest of the cobwebs. "O-okay. I . . . I can try," the teen responded, trying to get to her feet again and wobbling a little. She grimaced. "She shot me with something. I . . . I'm still a little woozy."
"You'll be fine, sweetie," Jo called again. "Keep moving and it'll burn out of your system. Bring oxygen masks with you," the older woman continued, tone brisk and stern, "because the air in here's a little thin, and burning won't help matters much."
Cassi nodded, even though her mother couldn't see her, before she took another deep breath and shook her head again before stumbling for the door. By the time she'd reached it, the world seemed a little less wobbly. "Okay, I'm on my way. Cassi out."
By the time she had gotten half way down the hall, the slender teen was running rather than walking. She reached a ship comm. and slammed her hand onto the alarm button, sending a shrill hail throughout the entire vessel.
"All hands, get to the hatch immediately!" she yelled, her normally sweet and gentle tone taking on a new, harder edge. "Bring all the oxygen masks you can carry!"
Then Cassi turned on her heel and pelted off down the hall toward engineering, where the hull-cutting equipment would be. Her fist absently curled around the hilt of her sword as she ran, silver eyes narrowing into furious slits. No one hurt her family and got away with it. No one.
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Post by Jane Doherty on Nov 26, 2008 15:56:33 GMT -5
Jane cursed at her comm, and stood up, "sorry guys, but duty calls." She walked amidst the groans of complaint, and smiled at the promises to return.
Making her way around the ship, heading towards the captain, Jane grabbed a rifle she just happened to find on her way. The guys who were planning on plundering this ship by doing an inside job, would never miss it. With the lights out, she was using her precognitive ability combined with a hand on the wall, hoping that T.K. was taking her the right way, by opening the correct partitions. She made quite a sight, the petite woman in a skimpy bathing suit, carrying a large automatic rifle.
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Dane
Buccaneer
Weapon Expert
I'm tired, frustrated and horney at the same time. Do you REALLY wanna piss me off?
Posts: 56
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Post by Dane on Nov 27, 2008 21:29:03 GMT -5
Dane crawled through the air duct of the cruise ship, glow stick gripped tightly in his teeth, slowly making his way to engineering. Thankfully T.K. was able to find a unprotected hatch, allowing him access to most the ship, only problem was he had to crawl, and there was only enough space for him to slide and barely lift himself about five inches. After a few minutes he dropped the glow stick into his hand and keyed his com.
"T.K., its Dane. Am I anywhere close to ya?" the weapons expert waited a few moments when he heard a sigh.
"No, you took the wrong left. Dumbass." was his smarmy reply. Dane groaned to himself and gently smacked his head against the wall.
"Copy, taking 'other' left, I mean hell there was only three!" he put his com back on his hip and tossed the glow stick in mouth, begining his crawl backwards. A couple more twists and turns T.K. called him over the com.
"Keep going that direction, shouldn't be long." Dane nodded to himself, he held the com in his outstretched hand and continued on. "Take a right, almost here."
Dane lifted his head after a few more minutes of crawling. "How about now?"
"Your right above us there should be a hatc--"
"SON OF A BITCH!" Dane winced back when he saw a giant furry critter coming at him, the giant rat hissed at him, unable to fight back much Dane repositioned the glow stick in his mouth and batted away the rat as best he could, battling the crazed demon spawned animal with what he could muster.
"Uh Dane?" came T.K. over the com. The weapons expert growled low, dropping the glow stick.
"Giant rat, can't talk right now!"
Eventually Dane positoned his hand to pull out Veronica from her holster, one bullet ended the monster rat, he crowed in victory.
"Sexy Dane one, Giant rat zero. Eat it you shit eating monster." eventually he crawled till he reached the grate. One smack with his fist and it dropped to the floor of engineering, moments later he slid out of it and flipped to the floor, landing on his feet. He shook himself off all the dust, dusting himself off with both hands, in the end he brushed back his hair and held the position for a moment before letting out a giant sigh.
"Okay I'm here, the party can begin.
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Beau Altair
Cabin Boy
Teleporting is highly unfair.
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Post by Beau Altair on Nov 27, 2008 21:56:36 GMT -5
Beau helped support the large plasma torch as Coop and Vern operated the hull-cutting piece of machinery. Now on board the Avalon, they were forcing a hole to engineering, in order to free T.K., Angel, Dane and a few others who had managed to escape there. They were all wearing oxygen masks, as the cutter was sucking out even more air from the already-low-level passage.
Cassi stood back overseeing their progress. A new, steely determination had taken over the normally sweet, tenderhearted girl. Even though she technically had no rank among them, all the older pirates found themselves listening to her clear, concise orders. Even Beau himself. The auburn-haired gunman glanced back at her now, taking in Cassi's proudly determined stance and the way her sword-arm never left the hilt of the rapier sheathed on her hip. All she was missing was the ostentatious red outfit and plumed hat, and the blond was suddenly a dead-ringer for her adoptive mother--in demeanor if not in looks. Blood relation or no.
Beau shook his head a little then, turning back to the barricade with a faint smile. Sorry Andromeda, he thought to himself with a wry chuckle. You might want it to be otherwise, but that girl was born to be a pirate.
Moments later the brilliant pinkish-white cutter had finally made a complete circuit, opening up a roughly five-foot diameter hole. The cut-away portion fell inward and hit the floor with a dull thud.
Moments later T.K.'s head popped up from behind one of the terminals inside, hair sticking up even wilder than usual. The shy mouse Angel was beside him. Dane stood on the other side of the room, two guns trained on the entrance just in case. Jane stood beside him in a skimpy bikini, a huge rifle in her hands.
"Well it sure took you guys long enough," T.K. grumped petulantly. Cassi stepped forward long enough to assess the situation in the room before nodding to Cooper.
"Give them masks, and everybody follow me." Her eyes began swirling behind their glass barrier. "We've got to go get the Captain next. I know where she is."
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Dagger Leopold
Cabin Boy
Bounty Huntress
No more heartbreak.
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Post by Dagger Leopold on Nov 27, 2008 22:42:27 GMT -5
When Willie's eyes fluttered open, Dagger, now without her mask, black and gold hair and strange eyes on full display, the hunter said, "Oh, good, you're all awake." In a dry tone.
"What do you want with us?" Andromeda Reyes demanded.
"Well, let's see. From Halcyon, I want the status of the bounty. From you, Doctor Reyes, your bounty decatupled when you escaped from Io. I'm hoping it'll do the same thing again when you escape again. From Miss Barbary, I want her out of my way regarding my hubby. And from Mister "Cook" over there, I want enough cash so that I could consider comfortably retiring."
"....are you saying Cook is the highest bounty of us all?" Morgan asked incredulously.
"Mr. Rochester Montefort-Cooke is willing to pay one point eight trillion credits to get his beloved son Reginald Montefort-Cooke back from his stint as a pirate." Dagger replied, to which everyone gaped save Cook, who jus looked vaguely uncomfortable.
"You've gotta be kidding me." Wilona said incredulously. "That little scrawny guy is the heir to the largest fortune in the Stars."
"So they tell me." Dagger said. "Enough for the trouble for the side visit. I'm almost tempted though, for you, to just give you to the UE." She said, gesturing to Willie. "Two hundred thousand creds isn't really enough for me to drop you by old man Florentine's."
Wilona paled at that, her eyes wide. "H-he has a bounty out on me?"
Dagger nodded. "Two hundred thou more than the UE bounty. Which is not pocket change. Why, what'd you do?"
"I didn't do a God damn thing. His son of a bitch son tried to rape me and Miller killed him." Willie snarled. Dagger was a bit taken aback by that.
"Anne, what's going on? Is she lying?" The woman asked. The sprite appeared and shook her head.
"Negative."
"...fuck. Well, now I'm definitely turning you over to UE instead of him." She said, shoving down the feelings of guilt. Now was not the time to feel sympathy for a mark.
"Why are you doing this?" Andromeda asked. "We haven't done anything to you."
"It's just business, sweetheart." Dagger replied. "I mean, you help people become relieved of their possessions all the time. Does that make you any better than me?"
"I don't have a choice but to be in this life." Andromeda replied.
"Neither do I." Dagger growled. "You think I like living like this? In case you haven't noticed, I'm an illegal mage, princess." She turned away from the group. "I gotta make my living somehow. As long as I do it in a way that makes me useful to society, no one really looks too hard."
"Miztress, ze Pirates 'ave arrived. Zeir Captain seems to wish to negotiate." Anne suddenly said. "I have zem on ze laser machine guns."
"Good." Dagger walked to a console and pushed a switch. A projection of her face appeared in front of the Anglerfish at the same time. She saw a group of pirates, all armed, glaring ineffectively as they were being tracked by several of the hidden weapons of the ship. Especially since they knew that if a laser gun missed them, it would almost certainly--and probably on a hit as well--blast a hole straight to hard vacuum.
"Captain Hart. You caught me at a bad time, I was just about to leave." Dagger said with a smirk.
"You have some things of mine. I'd like to bargain for them back." Hart replied calmly.
"I'm a reasonable woman, Hart." Dagger purposefully did not look at the conflicted look on Miller's face. "If you can match their bounties, I'll let them go."
"I had a different idea. You let them go and come work for me." Hart said, now smirking herself.
"Give me one good reason why I should do that?" Dagger replied. "I stand to make a two trillion on Cook alone. A girl could retire on that money."
"But you can't retire. If you do, you'll stop being useful and start being government property in the eyes of UE. You know your only exit strategy right now is to wait until you get a bounty on you so high that your own mother would sell you out for it." Hart gave in response, ignoring the stunned and vaguely outraged looks most of her crew was giving her.
Dagger shook her head. "My mother died in Io. There's no one close enough to me to sell me out, Hart."
"If you join my crew, not only will I not sell you out, I have a plan for us all to get the bounties on every one of us. If you're willing to share, of course." Hart replied.
"....okay, what?"
"You turn is in. All of us. Then you help break us out." Hart said with a smirk.
"I love it when you plan crazy, Boss." Dane chimed in.
Dagger looked away. "How can I know I can trust you?"
"Because you trust one of my crew a great deal." Hart said, a bit more softly. "Come on, being a pirate's a blast. You don't have to worry about paying taxes or getting grabbed for being a Mage or anything. You can sleep whenever you want and, best of all, you don't ever have to be lonely again."
The bounty huntress was taken aback once again, and then sighed. "Anne, raise the partitions, retract the weapons. Let them go."
"Yes Miztress." The cages opened, and the hologram pointed to the hatch and said, "Zere you go, shoo, shoo."
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