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| Glorious Dogs; Glory and Hunters ACT 2.5 (interlude) | |
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| Topic Started: Nov 26 2013, 12:35 AM (10,533 Views) | |
| Tojoyama | Nov 26 2013, 12:35 AM Post #1 |
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'du Sabre's Trading Post' Small shuttles come an go about once per night. They usually stay for days, or even weeks. Crews trade goods, some even legal. Rest up and make repairs out from under the watchful eye. The crew of Glory have retrieved their ship, but it's been slow going getting her patched up and ready for hard flying in the black. The smaller Witchbreak ship folk have helped out, making a run or two or three to the not far off city of Deja Thoris. A city with little to do with the Alliance, it's been peaceful as both crews rest, have gotten to know each other a little. Two weeks and it's getting time to be moving on. Trade with others has been 'profitable'. Desired goods purchased, full larders even if not with the best of flavors; and crew members have considered their choices, and discuss them still. And there's a confirmed rumor that Sonya and Tobias Hawke have been sighted on Athens (Sonya's home). Confirmed by a Sonya family member. |
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| Tojoyama | Dec 19 2013, 11:06 AM Post #41 |
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Meanwhile on GLORY. Ryobi was still under the influence of the truth drugs she had been given. She was beginning to become coherent, but babbled a bit. "Not Bosch. She my sister. I'm not her, I'm control.... identical twin. Newton has it, all we need.... unite the browncoats again, all puzzled pieces need to be together." |
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| ian dugan | Dec 20 2013, 10:50 AM Post #42 |
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Ian sat and frowned more and more as the details came through. "So, this really isn't a snatch and grab, but an assassination" He said it like he had bitten into something foul to the taste. "Why all the stealth? Why not just blow the place up?" He took a sip of the tea he had gotten before they had gotten down to business. Even it was starting to taste bitter. |
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| Tojoyama | Dec 20 2013, 03:30 PM Post #43 |
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Rose Renwick nodded at Ian Dugan's suggestion, if it indeed was that; and not cynicism. "Two reasons. One, we need to verify that we get Newton Devici, while he may have passed on some information, my take on him is he's prone to keep control and thus keep a close hold on what he has learned. Two, we don't kill civilians. A bomb would take out others in the neighborhood." Her look at him was cool, almost cold. Yes, she was telling him. It's a killing. But controlled. Dark political faction vs. dark political faction. Had she misjudged him? That was half the purpose of the meeting. She needed their help. Glory's help. But yes, there were .... allegiences at stake. Where did he stand? This man that had reportedly worked for the likes of Adlei Niska. |
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| ian dugan | Dec 27 2013, 11:25 AM Post #44 |
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Ian had thought long and hard for a few seconds before answering Rose. He nodded once "Alright. This is how it will go down. I'll go in and confront the man. Face to face and alone. Once I'm sure it's the man and what he has where ..." Ian paused. Just what was in this information that would make one man have to die? he thought "... I'll bring you his head." The statement was matter-of-fact and cold as the Black Inside it was another matter. His soul seemed to be in turmoil. Maybe, just maybe, this information souldn't be destroyed. If I can't get it from him, maybe his sources and I can get the information myself ... |
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| MacTrom | Dec 27 2013, 02:21 PM Post #45 |
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Karyn Although it seemed like Ian hadn't paid much attention to her, Karyn had followed along behind the other two. Her arms swung easily by her side as she walked, her mind had drifted off somewhere else. It was all so automatic; not unlike marching to mess. I wonder if their coffee is any better than the Glory's mad mixture of grease and mud. After they entered the smaller craft, and Ian took up conversing with the head woman, Karyn's eyes drifted over to the young slut leaning against the far way. Still, there was that heated darkness that she could sense in the other woman's disdain for anything Alliance. She shook off the thoughts that started to crawl up her spine. Sylandra Why is she here? Dark thoughts brewed just behind her eyes as the conversation carried on, pretty much on its own steam. Still there was something... noble? ... about that other woman. She certainly held herself in high regards. Experienced Syl thought suddenly to herself. Then the man's offer to "go it alone" made her bristle. "So you're just a one man army, huh? Figure ya' been in enough spots to rip tear ya' way outta anythin'?" She turned toward Rose. "Sounds good t' me. Let's just forget the idea of team work and send Mr. Hardass here to do all th' work." |
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| Becker | Dec 27 2013, 09:42 PM Post #46 |
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Glory Becker made his re-entry with a wrapped plate balancing on his forearm. He had clear intentions in his mind, and his stride was only halted by one thing. Mike was still in an attempt to make no noise that clouded his hearing. His eyebrows were raised raised and his eyes unblinking as he hoped for further clue for why he had heard a scream from the young man on board. And that'd be Khei, the kids at it again. Every muscle hanging off of Becker's bones seemed to relax, he even lost a few centimetres in height. He could breath easier and get back to business, though a later thought convinced him to creep to Trina's quarters for fear that he would be roped into another of little Ian's games. |
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| ian dugan | Dec 28 2013, 10:33 AM Post #47 |
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Witchbreath Ian looked over to Sylandra as she spoke.
"You misunderstand my words and motives." He paused and looked back at Rose as well. As he continued to speak he indicated those gathered. "Getting to the target will take all hands, I just dont want the sin of a wasted death to be put on anyone's head. We all have enough death to carry" His eyes drifted to a point between Abe, Karyn and Sylandra to his own, personal manifestation of Death. At first she was discounted, then hated. Now ... He paused in mid thought. Now she was almost a sought after friend "No one else needs to bear that burdan. I know that we are each ready, willing and able to follow-through, I just dont want there to be a need for it." That and tryin ta get a copy of the information ... He did not speak those thoughts. |
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| Tojoyama | Dec 30 2013, 07:25 AM Post #48 |
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(just a recap as to who is in the lounge due to my confusing things: Dr. Li is in the Med Cabin. Khei, Ian Gulliver, Trina, Becker and Ryobi/Bosch at Glory PM me if I miss you )
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| Devil Tongue | Jan 1 2014, 06:34 PM Post #49 |
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"Slade Jackson, Captain, pleased to know you. If you'll just follow me this way." The ex-pirate took the three to the lounge where the others were waiting. The sniper took to his role as server in the background without issue as natural in that position as any other he had assumed. He simply waited until such a time he was summoned, if he was, and brought the food or drink of choice. During a lull the killer helped himself to a snack, but he never once touched even the most expensive booze. Also the carpet bag that had been with him upon meeting the captain of the Glory stayed on the ground close to him while he waited to serve. [- edited to three members of Glory arriving: Ian, Abe and Karyn. -] Edited by MacTrom, Jan 2 2014, 06:22 AM.
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| abbey | Jan 2 2014, 04:55 PM Post #50 |
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Witchbreath Abe didn't like the way they were sitting. It was like they purposely separated them. A member of the Witchbreath's crew, Ian, Rose, herself and so on. Them, us, them, us, etc. Her observation of the room's composition was interrupted quite significantly by Ian's words. "Alright. This is how it will go down. I'll go in and confront the man. Face to face and alone. Once I'm sure it's the man and what he has where ..." "... I'll bring you his head." Abe glared at him a little as if to say 'what the good gorram are you doing?'. Then one of theirs who was by Karyn spoke. "So you're just a one man army, huh? Figure ya' been in enough spots to rip tear ya' way outta anythin'?" "Sounds good t' me. Let's just forget the idea of team work and send Mr. Hardass here to do all th' work." Hardass... Well that described him quite well at the moment. Or maybe he could also be called something like pain in the ass too. What was he thinking? "Getting to the target will take all hands, I just dont want the sin of a wasted death to be put on anyone's head. We all have enough death to carry" How 'honorable' of him, but it was starting to smell funny. Something was off. It was the stare he had... "No one else needs to bear that burdan. I know that we are each ready, willing and able to follow-through, I just dont want there to be a need for it." So that was his angle. He wanted to make sure that if the guy was innocent, then the guy would still breathe afterwards. She got that. She was a killer, but she had some scruples. But she knew one thing. She hadn't decided if she was staying or not, but she would have Ian's back on this one. It looked like she was along for the ride if not for just one more time. Something deep inside her told her that Ian was formulating a plan of sorts though. She was at least in tune with him that much still. She just wondered what it was.
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| Becker | Jan 5 2014, 02:07 PM Post #51 |
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The XO found his own quarters without an ambush from the littler Ian. Residing inside was Trina, who without much to do in their downtime had found little reason to awake and was still resting. Becker smiled at the sight of her. Sleeping peacefully, then crossed the room to lay down the plates from his arms and found her stirring. Mike took a seat on the side of the bed and leaned over to wipe hair out of her face and kiss her forehead. "Mornin'. I come baring food." Mike looked back at his clumps of the spread from the bar and suddenly found it less than impressive. Hopefully the gesture would land none the less. "I also come baring work. We have someone on board, Dugan wants you to give the once over. And there's three or four stories that go with that." Trina would surely be keen to help. "Eat first, then head over. I'll get her warmed up." Standing from the bed, Mike adjusted his gun, mostly for the assurance that it was there before he made a move for Bosch, as he knew her. A few moments passed before Mike reached her in the quarters that Dugan had laid her to rest in. She still seemed drugged up and out of reach. Mike stood in the doorway, unsure as to what he could do with her. Mike stepped towards her, intrigued by her comments. She still seemed harmless, but she was very giving with information. Where to start? The identity crisis struck him as important. "Should I be worried that you're not who we thought? |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 7 2014, 07:58 AM Post #52 |
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On Witchbreath: Rose, Dr. Li, and Karyn. Karyn dropped of the Tech Team and the Strike Team at Edgar Rice landing station. Rose watched from another chair on the bridge. Dr. Li was in another. The ship moved off and away from the landing areas and took shelter in a nearby place between border towns. They were ready to swoop in and pull out their people and then high tail it across whatever low altitude avenue allowed. Lowing pursuers over the jungle wood with dense foliage and high content of magnetic rock was a criminal and smuggler's dream. ================================================== HONG KING TSAO - city section of Deja Thoris City The Tech Team (Khei and Slade) waited and checked the perimeter. The second team was in position. There were no roof watchers, no guards in hiding. A simple completly unsuspicious house. They had taken one route, found the building without trouble in the early morning hours when no one else was about. There was a burglar alarm wired to the window. It was all clear. Khei needed to make entry, shut off all the alarms and then signal the strike team. Slade needed to find a place to cover retreat, if needed. At least once Khei was finished. A roof across the street looked ideal. Higher building, good field of fire. The Strike Team (Ian, Sylandra, TK Kamino and Abe) waited. The window next to the door that led to the basement was right where Rose's maps had indicated. All they had to do was wait for the signal that it was all clear. Ian had made the marching order. (?) ==================================================== Meanwhile, back on GLORY: . Mike reached her in the quarters that Dugan had laid her to rest in. She still seemed drugged up and out of reach. Mike stood in the doorway, unsure as to what he could do with her. . "Not Bosch. She my sister. I'm not her, I'm control.... identical twin. Newton has it, all we need.... unite the browncoats again, all puzzled pieces need to be together." . Mike stepped towards her, intrigued by her comments. She still seemed harmless, but she was very giving with information. Where to start? The identity crisis struck him as important. "Should I be worried that you're not who we thought?" he asked. Her eyes seemed to clear for a moment, Ryobi looked at him. "I'm not?" she looked around. Then faded back to her previous moment. "Newton will be waiting for them. He laide traps before we ever left. The Dustdevils will unite." She seemed pleased at this prospect. The Rim will rise. Trina studied test results, scans of the woman in front of them. Ian Junior slept in his bed. REFERENCES to Greenleaf and Deja Thoris City: http://lostinserenity.com/topic/8887566/1/#new |
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| Becker | Jan 7 2014, 10:19 AM Post #53 |
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Glory Mike looked back to Trina and released a sigh before turning back to Ryobi. "Dustdevils?" he muttered, before cleared his throat to speak more clearly. "And who's this Newton, and who's he dropping traps fo-" Becker's eyes widened for a second then he quickled turned and moved away. In his haste he had bumped into Trina and was close to flooring her, but a firm grip managed to hold her steady. "Sorry." It was sincere but came with little more as Becker quickly continued and reached for his PDA. A few taps later, he hoped Dugan would be picking up his comm. "Ian, I just got info from... someone. It's nothing solid but I got a hunch, you might be walking into trouble. Traps, of some kind. And a guy called Newton... I think you're expected. You need to keep your eyes open over there, just in case." It was wishy washy, but Becker was quick to get paranoid and keen to not take risks. He turned back to Ryobi, seeking more answers. This time Mike moved in close, crouched by the bed she lay on. "Right tell me. Who's this Newton?" |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 7 2014, 10:53 AM Post #54 |
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Ian's Glory Comm indicated a voice message, but it was garbled; blocked by magnetic interferrance well known on Greenleaf. Or maybe a jamming signal, though that seemed unlikely, the comm check with Rose and Khei was still clear. On Glory, Becker's comm indicated, 'message not received.' Ryobi, "Newton?" a bit of surprise that her questioner did not know. "He's running the Dustdevils in this system." "The Rim will rise. The core will collapse. The new age is coming." |
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| ian dugan | Jan 7 2014, 11:07 AM Post #55 |
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Ian punched his PDA to silent mode and shrugged at the garbled message. Then, once he was asure Khei had done her magic, he looked once at each person in the group. All of them deadly, and wondered if there would be bad blood between them and the Witchbreath because of what he was about to do. "Stay frosty." He opened the door to the basement and stepped in, closing the door behind. Ghost had been frre, now Ryder joined him and Ian moved around the room looing for the target As they had made ready, Ian had sent a text to Abe telling her that he needed a chance to try and retrieve as much information from the target as he could before the man died. It seemed to important to lose. If he did not signal in a few minutes, Abe was to bring in the calvery and kick major Pi-Gu. Edited by ian dugan, Jan 8 2014, 10:22 AM.
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| MacTrom | Jan 7 2014, 12:04 PM Post #56 |
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Sylandra had her mesh vest on under a black pullover. She pulled the hoodie over her head and checked her shoulder bag, slung across her back. Her left hand slid into the half zipped bag and fingered the three canisters there. With her right hand, she drew out the heavy PLR holstered on her hip. Her left hand came out with the flash suppressor and she fast spun the extension onto the barrel of Bruce. She popped out the mag and checked the feed before snapping it back in and jacking the first round in. As Ian stepped through the door, and closed it immediately behind him, she rolled her eyes. She leaned back against the wall next to the door and glanced back along the wall the way they had come. Still there was no movement; no notice of external conflict. Abe and TK stood nearby. "Frosty he wants. Frosty we got." |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 8 2014, 01:18 AM Post #57 |
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Khei had no trouble gaining entry and shutting down the systems. She monitored the systems a moment, though the plan called for her to exit. Outside Slade saw nothing out of the ordinary. Neither did the three that waited above the basement door. Down below.... Ian felt the presence. Stepped into a well lit basement. An old man was there sitting in a chair. He was bent over, sitting a file on the floor near several others. All paper, nothing electronic. "Captain Dugan I presume. I had heard that Glory had become involved in this busines. I'm most pleased that you came yourself." He looked up. "though not alone." His deliberate knowing smile was carefully constructed. He leaned back in the soft chair, another hard wood chair was not far from him. "Not your style by reputation, not someone Rose Renwick would employ; I expected her killers of Lucian Hollows to be storming down. I was most pleased to find you'd be coming." He leaned forward a little, "I have ear in your little camp in the jungle." "We have ears everywhere." Newton Devicci was relaxed, but was in the form of a relaxed cat that could spring at any moment. "There's a new war coming. One we'll win. The core will collapse soon, under their own corrupt weight. The Dustdevils, others...." he motioned at the files spread around his feet. "... will be ready. "We could use you Ian, may I call you Ian? Your reputation for rightiousness and honor. I would serve the Rim and Border nations to come... well, quite well." "These are for you. To unite forces against the remnant of the Alliance, when the time comes. Or kill me, or try to.... and if you succeed; let the Phoeniz Group. A collection of dark lords worse than Blue Sun take control."
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| ian dugan | Jan 8 2014, 10:49 AM Post #58 |
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Many things had passed through Ian's mind as he closed the door and began to cross the room. What greeted him was not one of them. A well dress and well cultured man sat in a chair, across from a vacent one. On the floor were paper files. Not Flimsies, but real paper "Captain Dugan I presume. I had heard that Glory had become involved in this busines. I'm most pleased that you came yourself..." He looked up with a knowing smile "...though not alone." The man leaned back in his chair and did not flinch at the twin barrels of the Alliance Mark III's that Ian had pointed at him from a few feet away. "Not your style by reputation, not someone Rose Renwick would employ; I expected her killers of Lucian Hollows to be storming down. I was most pleased to find you'd be coming." He leaned forward just a little and continued "I have ear in your little camp in the jungle." Lucian, that was a name familiar to Ian. He had been his benefactor on the mission that had lead them to here and now, though in a round about way. Ian paused only a moment longer and the weapons returned to their places at his hips. He crossed the room the rest of the way and sat as the older man continued to speak. "There's a new war coming. One we'll win. The core will collapse soon, under their own corrupt weight. The Dustdevils, others...." Newton motioned at the files spread around his feet. "... will be ready. "We could use you Ian, may I call you Ian? Your reputation for rightiousness and honor. It would serve the Rim and Border nations to come... well, quite well." "These are for you. To unite forces against the remnant of the Alliance, when the time comes. Or kill me, or try to.... and if you succeed; let the Phoeniz Group. A collection of dark lords worse than Blue Sun take control." He finally spoke. "I've learned, Elder, that war is not good for anyone. Too much death. She is the only one who really wins." He spoke to the elder man as his mother had taught him, not as a yokel "Must there be bloodshed?" He did not wait for an answer, though he felt one would come. "There are those who will enter here and make sure you will die today. I promised them that I would not let that sin fall upon them. They are willing and ready, though." He looked at the files on the floor. "I will take these and do what I can. I do not want war, but the rim should be able to rule itself, if that is what they desire. I learned that as well." He paused and continued. "They are expecting some data on a chip. If this is to leave with me, we need a chip to give them." He knelt to the floor and began to organize the files in a bunch. He was going to put them in his shirt and pants, at his back. Best place he couldt hink to hide them. "Time is short, Elder. You have to die, either by my hand or theirs, but you have to die, today." "I'm sorry." |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 9 2014, 12:50 AM Post #59 |
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The older man's response was little more than a tilt of his head a little; the answer was obvious. 'of course there must be bloodshed' Newton Devicci stood from the chair as Ian finished hiding the files on his person. "No, they do not expect there to be a chip. Only me." "and a show." As Ian blinked tucking the last file securely - the man moved with lightning speed, stepping across and delivering a fist to Ian's nose, it broke. A kick to his knee put him down on the other. Newton kicked a table over to leave no doubt that a fight was under way. from the other side of the door Syl, Abe and TK, could hear the fight in progress. The door was not locked. A long thin blade appeared from Newton's sleave and tore through the first hand of Ian's to move to a gun; then a Shurikan was cocked in the other hand and ready for the first person through the door. ==================== Outside the house shadows moved. Dark black ninja moved toward the house. Slade saw them. Khei saw them on the tapped into security monitors. A dozen. At least. |
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| Becker | Jan 9 2014, 03:17 AM Post #60 |
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Glory Gritted teeth met the alert of message failure. His PDA was dropped on the floor, leaving it to skid across the metal. Though a release of anger, it was gentle enough to leave his unit operational. Ryobi's follow up was as informative as ever. "Oh you're a hoot." A roll of his eyes followed, and a deep look of frustration set into his features. His head lowered as a sigh was released. "Dust devils? What are the Dust Devils?" He waited, with his eyes closed, already wincing at the response. |
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