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| Topic Started: May 13 2013, 11:25 AM (13,399 Views) | |
| Grav | May 13 2013, 11:25 AM Post #1 |
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Rednomore
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It has been two long months since events on board the IAV Ziggurat. Now it's just called The Fall. Having survived the chaos of Verbena and making it off world alive, Ian Dugan and Tobias Hawke find themselves staring up at the night sky of the planet Ghost, a nearby gas giant, the aptly named Zeus, sat lazily on the horizon. Things had gotten rather messy in the Kalidasa sector of late, and the small planet was now being used to dispose of the various remains. The air stank of death, a scent the pair were all too familiar with now. It shouldn't be long now... Roughly 300 miles above, the Glory slowly dipped into the planets orbit and began their descent. Captain Becker stood on the bridge, trying to catch a glimpse through the think clouds below. Having spent weeks trying to locate Ian, break the blockade somehow and rescue them, but with no luck. Just as he was about to give up, a coded Cortex message bounced to the ship, with only a set of co-ordinates. He hoped it wasn't a trap, Niska just rubbing it in, but something felt right this time, like maybe this could be for real.... |
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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 | Jun 30 2013, 11:58 AM Post #141 |
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Remy hadn't known Sonya all that long, and he had seen her "die" and at her worst, but this was the first time he had ever seen her blush, Remy smiled, but his smile didnt last long as he was witness to an almost argument between the crew, about a mech, it seemed that Hawke was being the same person Remy had met only a while ago, sure he had saved them, but it didnt mean that Remy had to like him. |
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Remy Rokash ~ Companion ~ inactive Blaine Blair ~ Bounty Hunter | |
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| Balketh | Jul 1 2013, 12:02 AM Post #142 |
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Requiem for a Hawke
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"Ship's runnin' bout as fine as my left arm, lass! As fer the pilots, fine job they did strandin' their own captain with the Verse's Most Wanted for two months straight!" Hawke called from the hallway. "When yer done barking, come show me yer bite sometime, might actually be lively! Watch it though, my fangs're sharp - Just ask Verbena's census office!" His voice rang down Glory's halls after Ian spoke, and then he fell silent, tromping away from He followed the little mousey one to the engine bay, and as she stepped aside, Hawke actually thumbed his hat up with a raised eyebrow. "Well, seein' as I dunno the engine, and y'been workin' on it yerself, wanna gimme the rundown?" Briskly, Hawke entered the room, resting his hat to one-side, but keeping his red bandana close to his face. After a quiet moment of fossicking around the engine as it revolved slowly, he sighed. "I know I ain't the kinda person t'be talkin'..." He glanced over a shoulder as he squatted by the engine, bringing his monstrous form down below the young woman's head height. "But y'seem troubled, lass. I take it yer Khei?... I'm Hawke. Tobias, that is." "Y'seem like y'might wanna be as alone as me...?" |
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| Tojoyama | Jul 1 2013, 01:56 AM Post #143 |
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"I headin' up top if anyone wants to join me." That meant exercise. Not hard to figure out after two months on the boat. But then Sonya just sat and stewed after Tobias Hawke's parting words. Captain had said let it go. And now they'd been insulted more. And threatened. It was bad mojo for a ship to let someone do that. Gulliver's hand spread flat on the table, she took a deep breath. A look at Ian then, twisted her head just a little. Her 'what you gonna do about that?'. Another deep breath. And then she let it go. She gathered her dishes in front of her. |
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| Khei | Jul 1 2013, 03:06 AM Post #144 |
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Digital Menace
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Khei noddd and gave the grand tour, describing as she went, what she'd been doing to keep the engine running. General maintenance and ll. ... didn't get many Mayflies stoppin' by th' shop. Mostly just Alliance cruisers, patrol ships, an' a few smaller cargo ships. Even then. I mostly worked on computer and system repairs. She nodded and sighed lightly about being alone. Yeah. Name's Khei. Nice t' meetchya then Tobias. Last few weeks yeah. Been keepin' t' myself. I seen an' done more than I care t' remember back on that big Alliance ship.... So. Yeah. ain't exactly been a social butterfly. kinda awkward 'bout it anyway. Too many folk gets me all twitchy. She started to fidget a bit then, with rather obvious intent to change the subject, she loosely pointed toward Tobias' arm. Dun mean t' pry an' I'll back off iff'n it ain't my place but I could help getting a proper hand made up fer yer arm there iff'n yer of a mind to have one. Got lotta experience workin' on stuff like that. Edited by Khei, Jul 1 2013, 03:07 AM.
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| MacTrom | Jul 1 2013, 10:48 AM Post #145 |
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Harbormaster
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Karyn first settled down as Sonya and Ian made nice about the Hawke, but then he had to throw insult over his should as he retreated down the hall. She took up her plate and the now empty cup and crushed them together before getting back up and throwing them forcefully into the disposal. Without a word, she turned and stormed off in the opposite direction, heading back to the bridge. Yeah, like he was up in the cockpit with the wounded while we were trying to rescue his hide. Fair enough. Just don't let me and him come to tangle. |
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| Balketh | Jul 1 2013, 11:36 AM Post #146 |
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Requiem for a Hawke
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As the little one, Khei, spoke, she seemed to speak without fear. Hawke actually smiled. His eyes were glued to her as she moved about, explaining the basics of the ship and its various components, parts and pieces. Admittedly, Hawke could remember nothing of the ship, despite Ian's preaching of his being on board it in the past... As she spoke of Alliance vessels, Tobias reflexively twitched, but he contained it well. "S'an interestin' twang y'got in yer voice there... Almost sounds familiar - then again, familiar don't hold much water with me nowadays..." He sighed, with a small smile. "Plus, y'ain't too twitchy 'round me - that's sure'n a surprise, little one." He grinned, though less maniacally than usual. Idly, Hawke reached out to the spinning engine, and with one twist of his right hand, turned a particularly old looking bolt - the metal creaked as he did. "Most, like 'em twins back in the galley, just shit 'em selves when I enter, an' when they see I don't shoot first or eat babies right away, they think they got the pluck to start a fight... More'n a few pubs've turned into mass graves that way..." The smile faded, replaced with knit brows and a distant eye. Again, his hand shot out, and ripped a small object from the engine proper. It almost... Sighed in response, the most minute shift in audible detail, a gurgle less than there was before. For all his harsh words, he hadn't actually ever said a slight against the ship. "She's hurtin' bad, an' no one can hear it..." He sighed to himself, dropping the dead part and letting his hand brush the spinning engine. The sparking and twitching of his arm caught the attention of Hawke, and he looked over to Khei with a small smirk. "Appreciate the offer, li'l one, and I'd like t'take y'up on it, but... Might be a bit outta yer league..." Hawke's knee touched the grating of the floor, and he pivoted a little, so his back was facing Khei - from her perspective, it was a square slab of brown leather, more than a pick handle across. There was something odd about it, however - it was uneven at the centre. "Pull my collar down." He smirked at the floor. Where'd I get the balls fer this? He pondered. "Jus' don't panic when y'do." |
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| Trina | Jul 2 2013, 09:16 AM Post #147 |
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Queen of the Lost Chapters
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Trina's smile grew and was joined by a gasp and a giggle as Mike lifted her from the floor and set her on the bed. It was nice to laugh, doubly so when it was him getting her to do so. As he began to pull back, loosening his hold, she caught the front of his shirt with both hands and stopped him. There was a look to her, more serious, but tinged with a heat she could recall feeling very few times in her life. "We'll go toast Ian, but we're going to make use of that free time too." Pulling him back towards her, she drew him into a kiss, long and slow. When they parted, she smiled and bit her bottom lip a little before starting to scoot herself off the table. Her feet found the floor, dropping her to a height where she had to look up at him. "Come on then, Mr. ex-captain. Let's go toast your replacement." One of her hands caught his and then she started for the door. |
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| Khei | Jul 2 2013, 10:44 AM Post #148 |
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Digital Menace
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Khei was perplexed when she was asked to pull Tobias' collar down. A tingle flushed across her skin. She didn't actually know his man. She only really knew that Ian knew him and seemed to trust him. Despite her anxiety she did as he asked and pulled the collar down. Upon seeing what was there, she went wide eyed, though not out of shock or horror but more like a child opening a Christmas Prezent. Oh. Wow. Are these actual cybernetics?! Suddenly she had a million questions to askthough she held her tongue for now. |
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| Becker | Jul 2 2013, 01:27 PM Post #149 |
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First Mate
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Becker had become a fan of Trina's physical exploits as they had developed, and her grip on his shirt filled him with a buzz of excitement. He was prompted into second guessing his second guess - Ian wasn't going anywhere. Talk of free time gave him another buzz before he was drawn into a kiss which he reaped all the benefits of. He was close to breathless when they finally ceased. "Maybe we're due a holiday. Plenty of free time to play with." An eyebrow raised, accompanied by a grin. His hand finding hers he gave a little squeezed before he moved with her out of the med-bay and to the galley he expected something of a party to be starting up. They found the mess hall sparsely populated, and a glance was thrown to the three present to acknowledge them. "Well everyone's looking... not as..." Mike was a little disheartened that the scene didn't match his expectations. However, his eyes did light up a little at the sight of a certain bottle of non-alcoholic alcohol. Becker remained unaware of the existence of that modifier. "Ahh, the good stuff." Following that, Mike took to acquiring glasses and plates, making sure to accommodate Trina too as they caught up on what everyone else had seemingly conquered. |
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| Balketh | Jul 4 2013, 02:30 AM Post #150 |
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Requiem for a Hawke
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Hawke smiled. He knew that tone - that child like glee, barely contained at seeing a new toy. This one might be trouble, his grin broadened as he mused, if she decides she wants to tinker... Could be fun, too... "Some o' th' most advanced in the 'Verse, darlin'. My entire spine is enhanced, most of my skeleton is reinforced, and my left shoulder is a docking ring for this-" He twitched what remained of his left arm, and it threw off a spark or two - he didn't seem to flinch or recoil from it... "Wish I could remember how I got it, though..." Hawke sighed, gently sliding a hand up his shirt to pull his collar closer, covering the cybernetics. "But that ain't neither here nor there." The giant of a man turned slightly, smiling over his shoulder at Khei. "So, little mouse, what's say you and I take a closer look at this engine, eh? See if we can't make her purr? If y'not busy, that is..." His grin widened again. She mustn't know who I am... It's... Refreshing. Kiara didn't either. Look what happened to her. Something hitched in Hawke's throat, and he instinctively pulled a piece of cloth out of his right pocket, like a flash, coughing into it suddenly. As he drew it from his lips, he sighed, staring down at the small, fresh splatter of crimson on the cloth... |
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| ian dugan | Jul 7 2013, 03:32 AM Post #151 |
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Ian had sat and the smile on his face vanished as Tobias had to have the last word. He closed his eyes and prayed for Serenity. He heard Sonya mention going up and turned to look at her. He say her tension at the same moment that Karyn stood, crushed her plate and dumped it in the disposal Ian slid his hand over Sonya's and shook his head again. looking at her. "When am I ever gonna learn. My second chances are gonna get someone killed one day." As Karyn left he shook his head yet again. "Those dishes were washable. We don't have enough for that." He had not noticed how Karyn looked from behind as she moved. No, he had not noticed that .... "How's Ian Jr.? It's been awhile. I have a present for his last birthday. Sorry I missed it." |
Ian Dugan ![]() Dis-memberment - 1,Coma - 3, Kills - 1 | |
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| ribsource | Jul 7 2013, 10:02 PM Post #152 |
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Sarge
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Remy stood there, listening to people, it seemed like everyone had a say in something, and honestly, Remy didn't have anything to say, to anyone, not in a bad way, but in just the fact that he didn't really know anyone properly, he knew Biff and Jenna, and to a certain extent Sonya, but the rest he hadn't made an effort with. Remy slowly backed out of the room, leaving without saying goodbyes, and went back to his room, half of him wanted to try and find Jenna, but he knew that she would be fine onboard. |
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Remy Rokash ~ Companion ~ inactive Blaine Blair ~ Bounty Hunter | |
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| Tojoyama | Jul 8 2013, 06:05 AM Post #153 |
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Cap'n
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"Those dishes were washable. We don't have enough for that." said Ian after Kayrn's clear expression of anger and frustration. "Dishes we can get more of." said Sonya rather flippantly. She'd just as soon let the whole thing go, until the next round. 'leave the flying in the cockpit', Gulliver smiled at a long forgotten quip from her first Captain on Dead Reckoning. "How's Ian Jr.? It's been awhile. I have a present for his last birthday. Sorry I missed it." Gulliver lit up. Her favorite subject by far. "He's great. Started reading bits. The nanny is terrific, stays in town year round now; we've got quite a few kids." . . town - that place in the junglewood of Greenleaf, quiet. peaceful. Hidden. "He's a lot smarter than me." she smiled, "and I don't mean just at that age. He's got that deep look like you, that understands how serious things are; but for now he'll enjoy playing and causing havic. Trying to get all his toys in whatever play game he has doing seems important. Everything going at once, he runs hard, wants to climb trees to the top; but.. well, not yet. I mostly stop him." "Full of life. And himself. There's going to be no stopping him." of course, Ian Dugan Gulliver was only four; but mothers know things. Have plans, see the best in their children's future. Sonya had not let go of Ian's hand. "You know I'm going to see him at Greenleaf. You should come too." Gulliver looked slightly away. There was trouble. Out in the verse. On Glory. "You never know when it might be the last chance."
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| MacTrom | Jul 8 2013, 06:13 AM Post #154 |
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[- I was expecting the dishes to be disposable. paper plates came to mind. didn't expect breaking dishes or I might have thrown them at Hawke's back instead. -]Karyn returned to her cabin and slammed the door, which was difficult considering the built in buffers to the sliding panel. She sat down at her small desk and pushed some of the loose papers aside, looking for something particular. There was a printout flimsy that she had noticed a short while ago. Something that registered.... |
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| Becker | Jul 8 2013, 10:37 AM Post #155 |
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Mess Hall Becker had arranged food and beverage for himself and Trina, leaving her with a kiss on the forehead before finding time to turn toward Ian And Sonya. "Where's the party?" "I thought we were," he held up a thumb, "with the," he pointed to Ian, "and the," and finally took a hold of the mock alcohol and lifted it briefly. Michael had expected more fanfare and joy to be present, though perhaps it was an overexaggerated sense of relief as he handed back the title of captain. |
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| Trina | Jul 9 2013, 11:38 AM Post #156 |
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Queen of the Lost Chapters
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Mess Hall Trina had let Mike lead the foray for food and seats at the table. It wasn't really until he mentioned it that she noticed that the mess was indeed, far more quiet than she would have expected if there was a celebration going on. Glancing around, she noted quite a few people not present and wondered if the visit she'd had in the med bay had extended it's somewhat grey cloud over the party. "I'm sorry for being late. And making Mike late." A tiny part of her wanted to tell Ian about the scan, but she held off. He'd only just come back and was likely aware of some of what she'd seen. Mostly she held off when her training kicked in, reminding her she really wasn't supposed to share. |
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| ian dugan | Jul 9 2013, 04:49 PM Post #157 |
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Ian smiled as Sonya told him more about Ian Jr. He loved his son as much as he loved the Black. But the Black always seemed to win out when he had an opportunity for such things. "I'll come with you once we hit dirtside." AS Mike came up he let go of Sonya's hand, but not without a quick squeeze. "Have a seat Mike. It's been awhile." Trina arrived at the table. "No worry's Doc. Stuff like that used to happen with me and a few folk I know." He nudged Sonya's shoulder. "Including present company." Ian had noticed when his crew left as he was sitting, facing the doorway. He smiled a sad smile at everyone seeming to pull away already. |
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| Becker | Jul 9 2013, 09:43 PM Post #158 |
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First Mate
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Becker held himself for a few seconds before leaning forward and quickly placing himself on a chair facing Dugan. "Well I think we should put something on." He pulled the bottle around before him and began pouring a glass before offering a fill to Trina. Then on with matters. "The past is done with, we're all due a real break, and there's a still lot a getting on to be getting on with." Mike's gaze had switched betweens the eyes of his company repeatedly, as if he was trying to connect to everyone in some grand speech. His gaze fell on Sonya last, "that planet of yours is always roasting," back to Ian, a grin at the door of his mouth, "how 'bout an old fashioned barbeque?" |
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| ian dugan | Jul 11 2013, 09:59 AM Post #159 |
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Ian smiled as he looked between the those still gathered in the galley. "That is a fantastic idea" He smiled his crooked smile and his eyes glinted with mischief It was at that moment that Gizmo made his presence known. He jumped from the nearest cupboard and landed square on Ian head. He rocked for a moment as Gizmo stepped from his head to his shoulder, wrapped his tail around his arm and began to groom him. Ian laughed. It was all he could do. |
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| biffcalhoon | Jul 12 2013, 01:57 AM Post #160 |
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Biff checked his weapons in his footlocker in his room. He felt comfortable on board now to go about armed with only his knife. He took a moment and then took a deep breathe. He needed to stretch his legs and get a run in. He would head up to find a treadmill but first he was going to pop in to see Remy. Knocking on his door he said, "Hey man I heard you come back here. You have a minute?" Biff waited for an answer. |
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