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| The Baroness; Space Station above Verbena | |
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| Topic Started: Jul 11 2012, 04:59 AM (37,509 Views) | |
| Silvox | May 7 2013, 05:03 AM Post #461 |
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Silvia gave the HAZMAT team a comprehensive run down of her findings of Monte, packing up her medical kits while they guided Monte off to the infirmary. Upon seeing Bruno waving her over she grabs her gear and follows the men down the stairs and to the man sitting behind the chair. She looked around and then looked at Bruno, I'm here for a job, I'm in. she casually mentions while giving TK and Slade a look over. |
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| Trina | May 7 2013, 09:52 AM Post #462 |
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The sudden appearance of another woman, looking for work had the man's attention for a moment and given that he'd just professed to have a ship and seemed to be hiring, Carrie let things flow. Right up til she saw what looked to be some sort of drunk induced panic. This time, it was worse than when the bar had been buzzed. As he lurched to his feet, she saw the stumble and was up to try and at least slow the fall. Of course, she hadn't wanted to throw the other girl out of the way, so she missed entirely and watched as the man hit the floor. "Lao tian ye..."* she muttered after hearing him connect with the floor. Already she was skirting the young woman and kneeling down to sit the man up. "Come on... let's get you up and back to that ship of yours. Let you sleep this off. Easy now..." Slow and steady, Carrie got him to sort of sit up and she glanced up at the girl. "Sorry bout that. Seems he's been at the drink for a while longer than even I figured. Ship name is Grey Reyne, but I'd be willin to bet she ain't flyin no where for a day or two. If you ain't found another ride by then...." Her talk broke as she helped the man stand, more of his weight on her than on him. Steadying him, she again looked to the girl. "Swing by the ship. Opposite side of the station from the ship that blew. Or you can send me a wave. Name's Carrie Bowman." Offering what she hoped was more of an apologetic smile and less a grimace from bearing the weight of the mostly unconscious captain, Carrie started moving him towards the door. He was severely unsteady and she really didn't fancy standing around too long as it would likely lead to another round of bouncing off floors for the man. *Jesus Edited by Trina, May 7 2013, 09:56 AM.
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| Tojoyama | May 7 2013, 12:47 PM Post #463 |
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The woman close to the man offering up a job, or jobs had taken ill. He rose, stumbled, mumbled. The woman was quick to move and Africa stayed clear. If they were friend or crew it would not be her place to intervene. Friends helped friends she had learned. Others often were taken suspiciously when they tried. Carrie, "Come on... let's get you up and back to that ship of yours. Let you sleep this off. Easy now... "Sorry bout that. Seems he's been at the drink for a while longer than even I figured. Ship name is Grey Reyne, but I'd be willin to bet she ain't flyin no where for a day or two. If you ain't found another ride by then...." "Yes. I'm sure that's it." Though clearly Africa was giving no indication that she believed Eli was suffering just from the drink. It was easy to understand. Images of Ziggurat replayed on the screen The horrors of terror over and over, as though one needed to see it again and again. The woman helped the Captain of Gray Reyne to his feet. "Yes, I'm sure," with a look around to indicate prospects were not all that good. "I'll be seeing you then. Please comm me if I can be of any help." She waited to see if the woman wanted or needed immediate help. "Swing by the ship. Opposite side of the station from the ship that blew. Or you can send me a wave. Name's Carrie Bowman." "Chamberlain, Africa Chamberlain." Now, to the infirmary to check on her other acquaintance. And where had the man with the card tricks gone to? |
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| loneviking | May 7 2013, 12:58 PM Post #464 |
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After several more tests, Monte was cleared by the Alliance Medics. He felt woozy and light headed from all the blood drawn. The Medics entered a code into a wall console as the quarantine was lifted and all the doors unlocked. The Medics boarded their Frigate and disengaged from the Baroness, heading to the direction of Verbena. Monte found himself back in the bar, his arms covered in needle marks. |
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| Grav | May 7 2013, 01:14 PM Post #465 |
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Rednomore
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Travis watched Mr. Hollows speak with a calm grin, it was good to be able to put a name and a face to an employer, though not always. Yet he still had no clue as to who he truly was, something he would have to remedy. Turning, he flashed Slade a quick look at the mention of payment for services rendered. Twenty five thousands credits. Had the contract been public he could have charged ten times that, but anonymity comes at a cost. "Your jobs so far have proven to be, somewhat unique Mr. Hollows. You must have something truly suicidal in mind with such a price tag attached. Please continue." TK said quickly, moving around slowly as he examined the room in greater detail. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| MacTrom | May 7 2013, 01:24 PM Post #466 |
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Harbormaster
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Monte found himself being released, and the woman that had helped him out of the capsule stood at the door as he slumped forward. His arms ached and his legs felt weaker than when he had awoken from his nightmare. But a smile welcomed him and he felt a warmth that he hadn't felt in too long. "Guess we're all good to go. Docs said no infection. Some mixup when they had tried to inject me that second dose. Who will ever know?" He shrugged and accepted her arm around his waist to help his balance. "Could I buy you a drink to my health?" They managed to make it back to the bar, and Monte located a booth to collapse in, catching Bruno's eye and signaling for a double. "My gear is gone. All my belongings. " He shrugged. "I do have funds, but some things are harder to replace. Personal notes and the like. I have backups, but it's just not the same, you know?" |
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| Devil Tongue | May 7 2013, 02:58 PM Post #467 |
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Slade followed the others, and when scanned placed his weapons and carpet bag into the lock box. He did take a moment to retrieve his pipe, fill it with tobacco and light it. He showed it to the thugs and allowed them to scan it, to prove it was in no form a weapon. He entered the room beyond then, blowing a puff of smoke as he did so. He could have kept up the Shepard front, but he heard the man in the chair say he hired them in the first place, so Jackson guessed no one here would buy his guise, except maybe the woman but there was no proof yet that would prove useful. Instead the sniper looked about the room with his eyes as he listened to their employer and TK talk. |
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| loneviking | May 7 2013, 03:23 PM Post #468 |
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Lucian Hollows took another puff of his cigarette as the embers lit up and partially illuminated his face. "You are to make your way to a ship in the docking ring called the Grey Reyne. It is Captained by an Elijah Harmon. You will then pay him to provide passage to a commerical skyplex above Londinum, called Aeroglide Industries. Upon arrival you will recover a ship known as the Witchbreath. A female named Sylandra will be your pilot on this mission and she will rendezvous with you there as well. Further information will be provided to you on your arrival." He then signaled one of his goons as they took a briefcase from Lucian and presented it in front of you as it flipped open. Inside was about 5000 unmarked credits in various denominations, professionally forged ident cards and a title of ownership for the Witchbreath. Lucian spoke with presence in his voice. "Use the cash to get you to your destination. The ident cards will serve as your new identities. Also present this title of ownership to the harbor master at Aeroglide Industries and you will be presented to the Witchbreath." "Goodluck." The goons escorted you out of the room and back to the lit stairwell of the bar as the steel door secured shut. TK was handed the briefcase and all three of them were directed back to the bar. |
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| Tojoyama | May 7 2013, 03:38 PM Post #469 |
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Africa was a bit fascinated. The man seemed a little charmed by her sincerity, or at least she wanted to pretend it was so. She'd helped him, and like so many dark strangers in the black; he seemed appreciative. Africa helped him to a booth, he still seemed weak and frail. Typical girlish syndrome, bringing home the sick puppy and finding she can't live without it. It was silly, but she was enjoying this new friend. With death and destruction on the vids, out the window, looming in the emptiness of the halls of Baroness; it was good have a new friend. After they were settled in Monte ordered a drink. Africa waved off any effort to bring her something. "Yes." She agreed in mention to the loss of those things personal. "Are you a writer? personal notes?" she had so many questions, mostly about how he'd come to be in the cylinder. But first the personal. |
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| MacTrom | May 7 2013, 03:56 PM Post #470 |
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Monte smiled as the drink arrived, took a sip and let the warm liquid seep down his throat, lubricating it and bringing more warmth to his well being. His body relaxed physically into the soft cushion of the booth as he took in the few patrons in the mostly sparse bar. Then he focused on the woman next to him. "I'm ... an archeologist of sorts, a seeker of things that have become hidden, lost. Old stories such as Earth-That-Was. The Exodus, the Great Arcs, the Lost Payroll. Many of these things leave traces behind, hints and clues that might eventually lead to a discovery.That is my venue. Along the way, I work my way on ship or by way of one or another means to keep my finances liquid. I have even been led to teach here and there. Or tell tales to enchant little ones." He smiled at some long lost memory. "In times of danger, a tall tale can alleviate fears." He took another sip and sat quietly for a moment. Then with a shrug he faced her again. "So, what might your story be?" |
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But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow. Things should start to get interestin' right about now ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() | |
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| Silvox | May 8 2013, 11:09 AM Post #471 |
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The doctor gave Lucien a curious look and then a look at Slade and Travis, You know that's going to get you killed. she mentions to Slade, regarding his pipe. She didn't give it a second thought when the meeting was over and she was being ushered out with the two men. |
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| Tojoyama | May 8 2013, 02:04 PM Post #472 |
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"I'm still writing it. Up to now it's been cloistered to a large degree. Study, religious and spiritual. It's only these last few years that I've been out in the verse. Fascinating place real life." She looked at him, trying not to be cryptic, but how does one explain. well, just say it. "The path. I'm following the path, so you could say I'm doing something similar. I'm looking for something hidden. A wonder when one finds it, but the journey is often the greatest reward."
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| Lupin | May 8 2013, 04:38 PM Post #473 |
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Everythings Free
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Lupin knew it was best to walk away and wondered to a corner with a pack of smokes. He literally spent the whole time there minding his business and after the plague scare and the blast he had his fill and left the bar to wonder around the station. |
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| MacTrom | May 8 2013, 05:12 PM Post #474 |
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Monte smiled and nodded at Africa's response. "Religious or Spiritual. Both good choices for discovery. You know, there are many stories that spin off of those topics as well. Interesting how, even though the Exodus was not that long ago in geological terms, there are those that believe there is evidence of past civilizations buried under the detris of the terraforming done on the planets." He called Bruno over for a refill and tossed him a golden coin which Bruno caught back handed, pocketed and headed back over to the bar. |
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| Tojoyama | May 9 2013, 02:31 PM Post #475 |
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"yes, I have heard that. but heard of evidence, is not evidence. Faith of something, . . Hmm." Africa hesitated. The age old question. Believe it in your heart, follow your dream, is it real? Or is it the evolutionary stasis of biological behavoral conditioning. But yet, this was about treasure hunting. Chamberlain had heard plenty of stories. Who hadn't? Sitting in dock side cafes or watching the latest multi plasmorgraphic epic vid. Aliens before Man in the verse; Exodus - how did that work exactly, etc etc. It wasn't really the same arguemnt as GOD exists. Yet, it could be much more tangible and pragmatic as far as finding definitive proof in the verse. "I wouldn't mind looking around to see what's there." |
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| Grav | May 11 2013, 01:52 PM Post #476 |
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Rednomore
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TK grinned a little, fingers wrapped tightly around the suitcase in his hand. "Something tells me the pipe is the least of his worries." He said, offering the case to Slade. "This job, whatever it truly turns out to be, will require certain things. I'll need to make some arrangements." As he spoke, Travis quickly slipped his hand into the case, removing a handful of bound credits and leaving the remain resting inside. "Perhaps one of you could locate the Grey Reynes, let Captain Harmon know of our travel plans, if he doesn't already." |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| Devil Tongue | May 11 2013, 04:12 PM Post #477 |
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Slade took a moment outside the locked room to retrieve his carpet bag, but he left the 'borrowed' rifle and handgun behind. He didn't know yet what his new persona was going to be, but Jackson guessed it didn't include carrying obvious weapons for s simple ship pickup. After all, if it came to it, the sniper still had his favored gun in the bag itself, with extra ammo, and a revolver to boot. The ex-pirate followed both his old and new partner out into the bar proper, taking off his Shepard's collar and putting it back in the bag as well. A man of the cloth might get a free or at least cheaper ride than others, but there was no promise of that as fate was fickle at best, and that was if you believed in it in the first place. Besides, it would be a little difficult to explain a collar when the hunter's new identity might be something wholly removed from it. Slade took the case in his free hand, gave TK a nod as he left with some of the credits, and then the sniper moved toward the bar itself and Bruno. He placed both his cases on the worn surface, and motioned for three fingers while saying, "Whiskey." TK showed signs of being gone for a bit at least, and Jackson had just gotten paid plus handed credits to spare, at least a few at any rate. He could feel the strain of the jungle gymnastics he'd performed earlier working its way into his muscles, and thought a stiff drink couldn't hurt. Plus, he'd outdrawn the man sent to kill him, that was reason enough to celebrate. Just one though, no reason to get smash drunk and weave about looking for this ship, plus he didn't want to seem wanting by not finding their ride by the time TK returned. But for now, he would imbibe to his health, and Ol' Devil Tongue planned to use the short time he had to find out what there was to know about his new companion. |
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| ribsource | May 15 2013, 12:03 PM Post #478 |
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Blaine was still inside the bar, looking through his PDA in order to try and find work, his mask still on because he still didn't know what Monte had, or if he had it. All Blaine knew was that he had to try and find a way off this place, and soon. |
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Remy Rokash ~ Companion ~ inactive Blaine Blair ~ Bounty Hunter | |
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| Grav | May 19 2013, 03:51 AM Post #479 |
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Rednomore
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The barkeeper slowly crept along the length of the bar, cleaning here and there, keeping his ears and eyes otherwise open. After a short while he arrived at Blaine and began cleaning around the man. "Been here a while son, not that I'm complaining, creds being creds and all." Bruno said, looking up at the man with a small smile. "So what's the problem? Nowhere to go or nowhere worth going?" he then asked, taking a step backwards and leaning against the fridge behind him. |
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Stephen Tiberius "Handsome" Harry Mallow Travis "TK" Kamino Col. Samuel Brock - XO Dreadnaught I say potato, you say potatoe, he says roll plus six sword of Doom. | |
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| ribsource | May 19 2013, 11:50 AM Post #480 |
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Blaine looked for a way off the ship, but everything had either left, or wasn;t leaving for a few hours or so, so he just stayed in the bar, having a drink every now and then. Blaine could feel the barkeeper watching him, it didn't send off any suspicious vibes in him, but it made him feel uncomfortable nonetheless Eventually the barkeeper spoke Nowhere to go he stated simply, not looking up from his PDA |
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Remy Rokash ~ Companion ~ inactive Blaine Blair ~ Bounty Hunter | |
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