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| S3: Valorous; Aurora Class Transport Vessel | |
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| Topic Started: Dec 13 2014, 04:29 AM (14,335 Views) | |
| MacTrom | Jan 5 2015, 01:52 PM Post #21 |
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Nick nodded. Monte was right, It was probably the safest bet. Curiosity still held him in her grasp, however. He shook his head as if to shake off her beckoning call. Africa spoke.
That was something else altogether. Africa made a good point. If there was someone in there, they needn’t be. He put his hands on his hips, right above his holsters, looked around at everyone and spoke. “Right, that’s all well and good. Here’s what we’re going to do. Leave that one,” he pointed to the box with the timed release on it. “Leave that one alone, like Monte said. That one is definitely accounted for, and we want to make sure we get that one to it’s destination.” “This one,” he said, pointing to the pressure-sealed one. “This one we’ll open in the airlock like Africa says. We’ll have Sam, suited up and tethered in the airlock with the crate. We’ll leave the atmo flowing in there, you’ll have air and the like, in case there’s someone in the box. Just open it, if you think it’s something dangerous, call for an eject. Don’t worry about re-pressurizing it.” He turned and started up the stairs. He realized he hadn’t explained what else he was thinking. He stopped at the landing and looked down. “You all start to get ready, I’ll get us undocked and out in space a bit, a ways away from the station. I’ll let you know when we’re good and far enough away.” He pounded up the steps, along the hallway and into the bridge. He sat down in his familiar seat, released the docking clamps, and under thrusters glided away from the station. When away, he rotated the engines, brought the great mass that was Valorous about, and headed off toward Ariel in full speed. [- moved from Baroness as this is the current thread for Valorous -]
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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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| SamanthaHunter | Jan 7 2015, 01:22 AM Post #22 |
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Reavers Love Slave
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Sam stood there nodding, with her arms crossed, before Nick let it slip that SHE would be the one to go in the airlock with that weird-ass container! Her! His little sister! Not the stranger he just met that he has no connection to, no! His blood relative, in an airlock, with the broken coffin thing that is unmarked for transport. Really. But, once again, he walked away before she could protest. "This is dumb. that ben dan has no idea what he's talking about," Quietly, she grumbled under her breath as she reached for the atmo suit that was hidden in a wall panel. "Ben tian sheng de yi dui rou." She muttered, as she pulled off her sweatshirts and her gloves, leaving her in her army green tank top. She stepped into the suit, pulling up the arms, leaving her jackets, her boots, gloves, and long sleeved shirt in a pile on the floor. "Would one of you mind zippering me up?" She asked, generally pissed off that she had to even do this. These damn suits had zippers in the back. Who in the world thought back zippers would be a good idea? She drew her hair up into her hand, tying it into a bun on the top of her head. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 7 2015, 11:14 AM Post #23 |
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AFRICA CHAMBERLAIN Africa moved to assist Samantha, she was well versed in Vacc Suits as a fully certified space walking welder. As she double checked the suit, helmut and zipped her in, "I could do it if you want Samantha, If you want me to ask the Captain?" It was probably a foolish thought, Nick Hunter didn't strike her as one that countered his own orders. Still Samantha was not happy, that was clear. But it did make sense. His sister he trusted, her; she was new. Despite the risk, the Captain sent the one he trusted most. It made sense. |
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| CaptainNickHunter | Jan 10 2015, 04:05 AM Post #24 |
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A ways away, the station a speck off in the distance, Nick downshifted the throttle and let Valorous cruise for a bit. He kicked in the reverse thrusters and the hulk slowed to a stop. He locked the controls in, and headed back down to the cargo bay. Sam was suiting up, with Africa's help. For a moment, he wanted to remind them to check all the pressure seals, to turn on the air and see if they had a depressurization warning, to catch any holes while still in atmo, but he didn't want to insult his new crew. No need for that. She seemed to be doing a thorough enough job checking Sam. "Don't forget to tether her in, dong ma?" He chided. He opened the inner airlock door, and started a comm channel, he'd want to keep a radio open to Sam the whole time, while still watching through the porthole. He moved toward the crate and gestured to Monte. "Give me a hand dragging this into the airlock." |
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| MacTrom | Jan 10 2015, 11:23 AM Post #25 |
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Monte holstered his pistol and nodded to Nick as he sidled over to the other end of the crate. "Just don't like the idea that this package got on board even with all our security. Sure didn't come in with our primary cargo. I would have noticed. We both would have. Stinks to all the gods of heaven." He grabbed the carry bar at his end and waited on Nick. At his motion, the two of them hefted the "Coffin" and manhandled it over to the airlock. Once there, Monte pulled down a cargo chain and looped one end over one of the grips on the inside bulkhead of the airlock, ran it twice around Sam's waist, once cross-wise around her chest and then secured it to an opposite grip. "Just enough slack so she can maneuver, but won't let her outside the airlock proper." |
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| SamanthaHunter | Jan 10 2015, 03:20 PM Post #26 |
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Reavers Love Slave
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Africa asked if she wanted her to ask nick so that Sam didn't have to do this, but Sam understood something that these newbies didn't; the captain would stick to his guns no matter what. If he made a decision, there was no chance of changing that. But, Sam knew that she probably shouldn't frighten the crew with that fact yet. "Nah, it's okay. I'll be fine," she said finally as she was finished being strapped in. "Thanks though," Nick arrived again and Monte helped her become tethered. "If this doesn't hold and I get sucked out to space, I swear, I'm going to haunt all of your asses," she joked, as she approached the air lock. "Let's get this done. If I wait any longer, I'll lose my nerve," she added, before getting the conformation from Nick as she walked into the airlock. "Should I open it? Like, is it time?" She asked over the comm unit once the ship was re-sealed. |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 12 2015, 12:10 PM Post #27 |
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Africa stood to the side while final preparations were made and Samantha got in position. There wasn't anything to do now but watch, she glanced at some of the indicators by the air lock control panel that would detect anomalies: gas, radiation, electronic attack. She wondered if it even worked. |
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| CaptainNickHunter | Jan 13 2015, 04:28 AM Post #28 |
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"Go." Nick said from the panel and nodded toward Sam. He watched as she stepped into the airlock. Nick closed the internal door, and closed his eyes for a moment. Please let everything be okay. It was only a fleeting prayer, something whispered in the ethereal moor of the mind, but it was something, he couldn't not. Right now, she was fine, she was in a suit, with air, inside an air-environment. Worst case scenario, he'd open the outer door and blow the box into space. Once the door thudded closed, he spoke into the radio. "Okay Sam, go on and open it." |
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| SamanthaHunter | Jan 13 2015, 04:41 AM Post #29 |
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"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath and shaking her arms out. She was nervous to day the least. This could be the end, or, well, maybe not. There was still a chance, nick would pull her back if he had to. And he would, she knew it. Slowly, she crouched down, wrapping fingers around the pressurizing dial. Sam twisted it as the box hissed open. She then slid the top of the box clean off. |
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| loneviking | Jan 13 2015, 05:26 AM Post #30 |
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As the lid came off and the air from the vacuum escaped, Sam saw what appeared to be the body of a man dressed in a black exoskeleton suit. His eyes were closed his his hands were at his sides as if he were dead. He was not breathing. He was handsome in his youthful appearance with soft white skin and short black hair. He appeared about 6 feet tall and seemed built, then... his eyes opened. His eyes were pure white as they stared up at Sam. Slowly his chest begain to rise as red flashing pupils appeared. Then his pupils began to flicker with an intense deep blue color. The flickering stoped as his eyes remained a steady blue. He blinked a few times and shot up into a sitting position. "My name is Guild. I am Bio-Tech, Model SS1142. I am a Synthetic Sentinel and I am here to serve you, Master. With what name are you identified?" He looked at Sam with a quizical look. While he certainly looked human besides his blueness of his eyes, his body language was very stiff with little emotion. |
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| CaptainNickHunter | Jan 13 2015, 07:00 AM Post #31 |
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The windows in the airlock were small, tight portholes, Nick could barely see in from his location at the panel. Sam had gone quiet. "Sam....what's in it? Sam!" He yelled into the radio, after a few moments of silence. |
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| SamanthaHunter | Jan 13 2015, 07:38 AM Post #32 |
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Sam watched confused, as the creature sat up and started talking to her. She had lost her voice in that moment as she watched it carefully in full shock. What the hell was that? She had been around a bunch of robots in her day, but never had she seen one like this. Nick was yelling to her, but she was frozen. It wasn't exactly fear, nor excitement, just... Shock. Finally, she pulled herself from her daze, and finally responded. "It's, it's a, a robot I guess. But it looks like a human. And, and it talks like a human. It said it was a synthetic sentinel. It doesn't seem dangerous," she explained, her eyes sill glued to the bio-tech. "It says its here to serve us," "Your orders, captain?" She asked, still staring at the robot-human-creature-thing. |
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| CaptainNickHunter | Jan 13 2015, 08:18 AM Post #33 |
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Nick peered around, trying to look into the porthole from the panel. A robot? Synthetic sentinel? Definitely something obscure. It could still be dangerous though. "What is it doing here?" He asked rhetorically into the radio. "No, wait, ask it what it's doing here....er...how it got here." He paused for a moment, drummed his fingers on the side of the console, and then spoke again. "Wait, you don't think it's dangerous?" |
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| SamanthaHunter | Jan 13 2015, 01:40 PM Post #34 |
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Sam looked back at the robot. "How did you get aboard? Who sent you, why are you here?" She fired off, hoping that its circuitry could handle a few questions at a time. We captain was sill speaking to her however, so she went back to respond to that. "When I say it's not dangerous I mean it hasn't attempted to murder me yet, so, if you consider that safe, then so be it," she said. Sam's deep brown eyes calculatedly looked at the figure wanting no more but to pull it apart and see what was inside. "Where were you manufactured?" She added at the last minute, still keeping a solid distance away. That thing was still not completely varifiedcas safe. No one knew its ultimatium, or pretty much anything about it. It was still a mystery that she was trying to solve. |
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| loneviking | Jan 13 2015, 02:03 PM Post #35 |
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Guild stared at her as he processed all the questions and then looked around taking in his environment. "I do not know how I arrived here. You must know why I am here, as you are the one who activated me, Master." He then looked back at her. "I was created by Bio-Tech Corporation on Planet Earth." |
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| SamanthaHunter | Jan 14 2015, 01:34 AM Post #36 |
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Sam looked back to Guild as he started talking again. She figured she should at least assign him a gender, and it would help her calm her own nerves a little bit. The whole thing was confusing and easy to get lost in, and assigning him a gender made things easier, simpler. He didn't know where we was, or why, all he knew was he was activated by her, and that he was made on earth. "He says he was manufactured on Earth, in a bio-tech cooperation. Anyone want to search the cortex for that?" She asked through the comm unit. "What is your primary function," Sam asked, readdressing the robot. She looked back towards the port hole, and back to Nick. "At this point, he doesn't seem dangerous, he hasn't tried anything. Whether you want to flush him or what, it's your call, Nick," |
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| CaptainNickHunter | Jan 14 2015, 01:38 AM Post #37 |
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Earth? This robot was from Earth? Nick had to see this. Sam knew her material, if she thought it wasn't dangerous, it probably wasn't. He opened the inner airlock doors with a hiss and thudded across the grated deck plating and stood before his sister in her suit and the robot sitting upright in the box. His appearance was uncanny, just like a human, but his glowing blue eyes were strange, prescient. He stepped toward it.
Nick stood near, his hands on his hips, awaiting its reply. |
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| loneviking | Jan 14 2015, 05:01 AM Post #38 |
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"My primary function is to ensure critical mission protocols are followed in order to ensure the safe arrival of the ark, Exodus arrives safely to it's destination on Bernadette. Criticial mission protocols would be Navigation, Piloting, and Engineering to safely sustain the ship for several generations." Guild studied his surroundings. "Am I on Exodus? Has the evacuation on Earth commenced?" |
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| Tojoyama | Jan 14 2015, 09:07 AM Post #39 |
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Africa stayed at her post. She typed in a computer request to evaluate condition of cargo in the air lock. As the hopefully working scan started she moved to get a direct look at the 'robot'. She let her intuition and training take over, looking at the android. After a small glance toward Monte to get his impression, she moved back to the scan. Was it alive? Cyborg or Android. Heat signature should give some indication.
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| loneviking | Jan 14 2015, 10:47 AM Post #40 |
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A multilayer scan revealed that it was living tissue over cybernetic parts. He gave off an an average human body temp of 98.6 degrees. |
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