[Space year 320] [Brief recap of last episode: Our ragtime bunch of jumpers woke up in an unfamilar universe that they quickly had to adapt themselves to..] [::medley of scenes from last week, emphasis on Fed Gog fight, defeat of pirates, and malfunction cup drops::] [We now find them on a course towards the Confederation retrieval ship. It's been an uneventful journey, and they are now .02 Units (20 mintues) from arriving at the ship.] [Weather: None, you're in space.] [Session start] * Murynal has been spending most of the trip reading, practicing, and talking with the others. She's become... a lot more emotional, at least, than she was when they first ended up in that ship. * Thalan is playing a game he recently programmed on his datapad with all the fskin' spare time. He's spent a good deal of his time talking with the computer of all things, and hasn't allowed anyone to willingly touch any part of his person. * Neisis sits hunched over her console intentently laying in practice course after course, eventualy she gets one that goes where she wants it too. [Denal (the recently named computer)] The retrieval vessel will likely be close enough to notice us in about .01 units. * Neisis sits up, "Finaly....It looks like I will make it after all." Com'on. You can't be that bad. * Murynal hmms and looks up from her replicated book. "So, Denal. Why did they want to put you on one of these ships that aren't supposed to return?" * Thalan 's tounge appears as he tries something on his datapad. "I mean, I've seen a crossbreed between a fire elem and a white dragon. Now that's something that's going to kill itself." * Neisis snorts, "Hey, it's not my fault the geniticists only had a hundred years or so too..." A white dragon? Ice? Cold, actually. But yes. * Murynal wrinkles her nose. "I'd say there's no such things as dragons, but..." [Denal] Oh, you know, cups that didn't fall right, angry bureaucrat or two, few other things. * Murynal grins. Yeah, I bet. Good thing you're with us and not that crazy whatever it was back there. I heard stories about them...never actualy saw one before we left. [Denal] Me too. They ruled the empire back where I was from. Realy? The ones I heard about were just big flying lizards that seemed to take forever to kill. Called the Dragonstar Empire. None of the other races had the power, longevity, or intellect to match them. Oh, you speak of those kinds of dragons? I wish they were just stupid flying lizards, although flying, big, and lizard are all correct. * Neisis nods. Take them, and make them get stronger and smarter with age. The current head of the empire was around when it was first created. Six-thousand some odd years ago. * Murynal chuckles. "Well, in that case, we had a race similar to those. The Dra'Ma'Tongh... I think the humans called them the Great Old Dragons." * Neisis boogles at the thought of something liveing for six thousand years. Oldest one of those is ten thousand years and counting. They don't fly, though. Six...THOUSAND? And he was oldest at that time, meaning he was probably at least twenty-thousand years old to remain in power over his house. * Murynal grins. "Unless you mean space travel. They do *that* all the time. But they had no want to enslave the other races, which I guess we should all be glad for." [Denal] Seems I underestimated the retrieval ships scanning systems. We're being hailed. ::This also shows up on Neisis's console:: O.o Better do the com thing, Neisis. Yeah. You don't want me talking to them. Ah...er...yeah... [Neisos has the option to get visual and/or audio communications] * Thalan swivels around in his pilot's chair and mans the station. * Murynal whistles and sets her book down, heading over to her station. Comfy chair. (Well, mans his station.) * Neisis looks for the options for a bit and then chooses to get video with audio. [A Galactic Confederation logo comes up on the screen briefly (exotic flower over star map) before the screen switches to the bridge of another craft...] ( Greetings fucker!) ( He DID say you didn't want him to man the communications.) [There's a four armed red humanoid sitting in the central chair. You see greenie standing around the bridge. There's also an exotic assmembly of officers] * Murynal looks over them passively, then sees greenie and gives him a nice, big smile. Ahh...hello. [Four arms] Greetings Jumpers. This is the Galactic Starship Hyperbole, best in the fleet. * Thalan keeps his head turned away from the monitor, but (as you probably know) still listens intently. * Murynal looks to Thalan and half-whispers, "Hyperbole? What the hell kinda name is that?" [Four arms] I assume you'd like to be picked up? Unless you enjoy trudging through the galaxy in that bucket. * Denal quietly comments. "Prick. Ooh.. I have a flagship, look at me." Know how ya feel. * Neisis nods, "Yes please." * Murynal chuckles and looks at her console. Is there a keyboard of some sort? [There is. Adapted to your native script even] * Murynal uses it and types in: "He's one of the ones who put you here?" [Four arms] Mr. Cooloo, please handle the pickup. (*misreads that as Mr. Coolio* *hides*) (RDM's head breaks: Cooloo-> Sulu -> Bester x.x) [Murynal's console] Yeah, long story. * Murynal looks to Neisis. "What about Denal?" (No Chevok -> Bester ) (Oh, right.) (I told you my head broke :P) * Murynal types: "I'm reluctant to leave you here alone. If we're picked up, what do you suppose would happen?" * Thalan types on his datapad, which is conviently in his native tounge. "We're not leaving you if there's anything I have to say about it." Oh, right, sorry. * Thalan sends the message to Denal. [Cooloo, light tan alien, two arms, but no obvious legs] Transmitting pickup information now. If you have any trouble, just switch your ship to allow for remote control. Pfft. * Neisis faces the screen again, "Uhm, what are you going to do with us after you pick us up?" she then checks to make sure the info is going to one of the people who knows how to fly. * Thalan takes control of the helm and starts guiding it. [Denal puts both of the text messages to her in a chat htat all three can see] Awww, thanks. I can fake a system blowout after we land. You could carry my core with you. [Neisis sends the information over to Thalan. There's a pick up point and docking instructions.] * Murynal types: "You'll have an easy way to change ships and/or communicate with us? I know the basics, but I'm no engineer." * Thalan *slowly* guides the ship to the pickup point so Neisis can still get an answer. * Neisis types into her console, "If they ask we'll just say it was from when the pirates attacked." * Thalan types. "Don't worry. I can make it work." [The Hyperbole suddenly comes on the screen moving at incredible speeds before stopping on a dime, well a giant space dime, right over the pick up point you haven't reached yet.] * Murynal doesn't flinch. * Thalan types again. "Though, true AI was always beyond our reach. The closest thing we've come is Soulmechs, but that still requires a soul..." [Denal] Yes, Thalan's datapad can communicate with my core so long as they're fairly close to each other. * Thalan doesn't respond in the slightest. Wow...ships are so much more interesting from the outside. Ain't it the truth? [Cooloo] Nothing to worry about, you'll be debriefed and then put on your own recognisence as we check out the sourcec of the explosion. * Thalan snickers at that. [The Hyperbole is a rather shiny shade of deep green. It's got a rather excessive number of gunports and five necelles. At least one seems to be largely decorative.] * Murynal types, and everyone can likely see it: "Why the hell would the 'Best in the Fleet' decide to investigate an explosion of some astroid with people nobody cares about?" [Your ship has is now under the shuttle bay. A set of doors opens.] * Murynal keeps typing. "And Denal, we need to know where your core is so we can carry it." * Neisis types hurridly back, "Because they're bosting and they probibly know about the pirates." [Denal typed] They were probably the main ship in the area. That prick is always in the area. * Neisis types, "You're going to enjoy taking his ship away arn't you?" [The shuttle bay floor is actually the roof of the bay from your perspective, so you'll have to execture a 180 degree rotation to land.] * Thalan types: "Denal probably has something against the computer of this ship." [Denal typing] Capturing the Hyperbole might be a bit out our league. Fortunately she probably houses a good number of smaller ships. [Denal typed] And don't worry about finding the core, I'll eject a protective carrying case and then make myself available. [Cooloo] Whenever you're ready. * Murynal types: "Have anything in mind? I assume there's one comfortable enough for a few people." * Neisis types back, "That's not nearly as fun. We'll have to come back for it later." [Denal] The standard issue shuttle is faster and better armed than this mining craft, but we may be able to find something better. * Thalan runs a quick scan of the Hyperbole, if he has the time. (Gimme a computers (intrusion) roll +4 penalty) [Thalan gets a set out reads outs that's nicely formatted and praising the many wonderful abilities of the Hyperbole. Seems to be what they want you to know.] * Thalan rolls his eyes. Oh well, at least it has a map, right? [Yeah, but not a really detailed one. (Good enough. Might be able to get another more detailed readout when I actually get aboard.) * Cooloo raps his fingers on the console. * Thalan gets up and gathers his things. "Ready to go guys?" * Neisis stands, "Yes, just need to get a few things out of the back." * Murynal nods and stands. (Thalan, gimme a piloting roll, -2 bonus when you take her in) [Thalan takes her in while smoothly flipping the ship, making a smooth landing on the previously roof now floor of the shuttle bay.] (Yay. Someone else realizes that not all ships are right-side-up. :P) * Neisis pauses in the doorway to watch the nifty flying. (mhm, B5) * Thalan gathers his things and places them on Kendal, making sure his Datapad is out to recieve any suggestions/directions from Denal. [A forcefield covers the closing doors to space] * Murynal walks off, grabbing a water bottle and attaching it to her belt, making sure she has her hilt on her, and looking for Denal. * Neisis continues into the back, and puts on her armor as that's the easiest way to carry it around. [And four arms walks out with a few security officers] [Denal] Shall I short myself out? * Murynal makes sure communications is off. "Do it." * Thalan turns the ignition on, but has it on low-running so the vehicle doesn't blow anyone away or anything. [A protective core holder drops out of the front of the ship and falls on its side, shortly followed by a circuty looking cube dropping towards the overturned container] [As this happens a few of the consoles go all sparky although they don't seem really dangerous. There's a smell of burnt toast.] (Is it where we can reach it?) * Murynal wrinkles her nose. * Neisis sneazes. (Yeah. Front of the ship. Although it'd be hard to catch the core before it bounces off the overturned protective case) * Thalan motions with his head back at Murynal. "I think you forgot something." * Murynal looks back. She sees the core? (I'm confused. ^^;) (I think he wants you go get it) (Turn the container up with TK before the core hits the ground?") * Yu-Mei has joined #Jumpers [In the front interior of the ship, a protective box got put out but fell over. The core is getting ejected but will prolly have a rough landing.] (Can't keep coffee cups upright, or protective boxes. ;p) * Neisis yipes and runs to catch the core. (body roll neisis) (Glee) [Neisis grabs it just in time. Though the circutry and sharp edges dig into her skin a little.] Owow. (Hiya Yu!) (How much does it weigh?) [The thing is a cube about four inches to the side. The carrying case is rather padded with low static materials and has a shoulder strap.] [About ten pounds.] * Neisis puts the cube into her left hand and opens the case with her right. ( *blink* Mury? ) ( ...Mury! XD ) (insert a kneals down in there some place) (Miss me, Yu? ^^) ( * Waves at Yu. "Yo." ) [Neisis has no trouble doing this.] (This is where all the sci-fi chars that never appear go. ~_^) * Murynal looks around. Their friends will probably wander over anytime now. ( Yo, Thal. ) [Four arms over a staticy comm] We're reading that you just lost your computer system. Shall we manually open the airlock? ( I guess so. ) * Neisis puts the cube in and then triumphantly stands and straps the case on. [Neisis gains one secured computer core.] Can you? I think the ship gave out right after we landed. [There's a brief sound of grinding machinary and then the airlock doors (in the past used to get Thalan's bike out of the ship) slowly open, with four arms standing triumphantly behind them.] * Thalan hops on Kedon. [Random security guy] Captain, could you please not stand so close to the jumpers. [Four arms] And ruin my entrance, don't be ridiculous man. [Doors are now open] * Neisis attempts to stop grinning about snagging the computer. * Murynal snorts, but beyond that, her face is back to that blankness seen on her earlier. "Now what?" What do you want now? [Captain quickly scans the jumpers and focuses his attention on Murynal] Now you tell us what happened. From the look of your craft you either had something to do with explosion or are piss poor pilots. And from your landing I don't think you're piss poor pilots. * Murynal rolls her eyes. "We ran across hostile jumpers and a few other people who wanted us dead. So we made sure they were dead instead." [Captain] Ah.. well done. Who were the others? Your ore is mined, by the way. It's floating in shards across space, if you want to pick it up. Pirates, fucktard. * Neisis nods. [Captain] Narrows his eyes for a moment and then slams a fist into the side of the airlock. "Damn! I said they'd be back but no one listened... They never listen." You get used to it. Ah...I don't think you're going to have to worry about these ones for a while though.... Wow, that's a first. Nobody listening. * Murynal moves to walk past the captain about now. She doesn't want to smell burnt toast anymore. * Thalan sniffs the air, gathering the scents of those present. [Security guy] Yeah, but you say that about everything, good lord if I hear about the giant space hamsters one more time [Captain] Scoff all you want about the giant space hamsters. But there's four hundred dead crushed colonist who might have something to say about that. [Captain then nods pleasantly at Muyrnal and turns on his heels] Then I can give you a brief tour of the Hyperbole if you like. He starts to walk out of the shuttle bay. All right. * Murynal glances around once, then walks after our dear captain. * Thalan looks around, and follows. On his hoverbike. No, I'm not making this up. ( MY BIKE.) (MINE!) * Neisis follows on foot. (Oh, as a side note, Thalan has been *very* hygenic. Bathing three times daily, making sure all of his equpiment is sterile, and never ever allowing contact with others if he can help it.) [Security guy 1] You have got to be kidding me. [Guy 2] You're going to have to park that sir. Where. * Captain slows his pace to walk alongside Muyrnal. [Security guy points to a cargo elevator] You can leave it in their and get a keycode. You can then access your bike from any shuttle or teleport bay. * Murynal glances at the captain. * Neisis walks behind Murynal and looks at things as the get mentioned, like the cargo elevator an the captain. * Thalan eyes them suspiciously. "If I see one scratch on it, you won't know what happened until it's too late." He moves the bike over and enters the keycode, doing the yada yada thing. * Captain "But I've been remiss, I'm Captain Hero Starlord. What shall I call you?" [Security guys roll their eyes and nods. Thalan does the lock up thing without any trouble.] * Thalan still keeps his plasma rifle on his person, as well as his datapad. * Neisis does not burst into giggles, realy. * Thalan smirks. * Murynal doesn't react beyond saying, "Murynal." ... Really. Session Time: Sat Oct 25 00:00:00 2003 * Grysar nods and sounds out the name "Muyrnal.. lovely name. Well, where shall I take you first?' (err) * Thalan returns to the tour, although people may not notice it. (captain does that) (Wow. Greg's got a crush on Murynal.) (Push off. :P) (Doesn't everyone? *preen*) ( Sure he does. Murynal's cyoot. ) (Ah, young love.) (Sorry, but four arms is a huge turn-off.) * Murynal looks over to Thalan. "Have a preference?" (S'alright, he considers two slumming. :P) (*snickers*) The engines. I want to see how this crate moves. Works for me. Captain? * Captain nods and fairly quickly leads you to an elevator. [Ship's computer] "How may I serve you?" [Starlord] "Engine room." * Neisis shrugs, they're probibly going to be big mechanical things she doesn't understand. * Thalan types on his datapad. "Denal, you there?" [Denal comments on Thalan's datapad] Damn bootlicker. Oh, yes. I'm here. * Thalan types a little more. "That's good. Didn't want you damaged in the little mishap with the container." [Captain steps out as the elevator arrives] Behold the best of modern technology, for this ship, the speed of light is first gear. We have the biggest and fastest engines, not too mention the most stylish flashing lights in this or indeed any universe!] (Because the blinking lights are important!) (But to they have a machine that goes ping?) (One of the projects I was doing at work involved writing software to control the lights on a card. I wish I were making that up. ;p) * Thalan rolls his eyes. "Speed of light? Is that all?" ("No, it doesn't transmit data properly yet, but I can make the lights blink at the appropriate times!") [The blinking lights are indeed rather striking and move very fast. There also in a range of colors, though each is limited to a certain section of engineering, in keeping with interior decorating principles.] (Being an engineer is fun. ;p) * Neisis watches the blinking lights. [There's a range of low ranking engineers running around, and tentacles with smaller opposable tentacle thumbs working at many of the consoles.] [The source of the detached couple feet long purple tentacles seems to be a large reclining blob in a very comfortable looking chair in the center of engineering.] [Occassionally tentacles run over to the blob and reattach, only to be sent out again.] * Thalan raises an eyebrow. [Captain] "Speed of light is just first gear, obviously we can go much faster. We leave bad nes, rumor, stds, and gossip in the dust." * Neisis watches the tentacles run around. What 'bout the net? (bad news rather than bad nes) * Murynal watches the purple... blob thing. (Faster than bad 8-bit game systems? ^_~) (No, I think being able to run from 8-bit console systems is a good quality to have) (Curse your typing faster than me) [Blob] All systems are a go. [Starlord] Very good Lenra. * Murynal blinks. She looks at the captain, then the blob, then back, then shakes her head. * Neisis is more suprised at the blob having a normalish name than on it sounding female. [Denal on Thalan's datapad] Remind me to let you manually grab my core if that ever comes up again. And give my thanks to Neisis. * Starlord stand around looking proud of his engine room. * Thalan isn't too surprised. There's plenty of Ulb from where he comes from. * Murynal eyes Starlord for a moment, then says, "Would you mind taking us to see the green gentleman who welcomed us to this universe? We can take the scenic route, if you like." [Starlord does glance over at Thalan though] There are a few means of communication faster than even the Hyperbole if that's what you're asking. (Ah, so they arn't equiped with an infinite improbibility drive) [Starlord than nods at Murynal] Mr. Ponce, please meet us in the Zocalo. ::He looks over Muyrnal:: Jungle section? * Thalan shrugs. "Nice craft you have here... I think the Malefecent would be more than a match for it, though. Still very nice." * Murynal nods. "Yeah, that'd work." Why not? [Captain leads you back to the elevator, on the way he briefly confers over the com system with Mr. Cooloo, who is ordered to handle the investigation of the pirates and elerium retrieval] * Thalan nods. [Starlord] I'd guessed as much. You see in addition to having the best ship in the fleet, and despite what your misinformed friend thinks probably the multiverse, I'm also this universes leading expert in exo-biology. * Neisis stares at Starlord. [Captain] Zocalo, junge section. ::The elevator gets moving:: Really. That must have taken a lot of time. [Captain] Yes, and hours, and I do mean hours, of hands on research. [Security guy snickers] ... * Murynal doesn't flinch, her face staying carefully blank. But she gives Neisis and Thalan a look which just might be horror if it weren't. * Thalan eyes the Captain. [Captain doesn't seem to notice. Instead he walks out to the Zocalo after the elevator opens.] * Murynal does, too! Yay for going along! [It's huge and seems to contain a wide variety of climates and plant types, including a few that you can't really place.] * Thalan clears his throat and follows. "It would seem odd that he would know what an hour truly is." [Starlord] Proper study of exobiology requires familarizing myself with the time standards of many races. * Murynal relaxes slightly once they enter the jungle. "Mmm hmm." * Security coughs "And how much they charge per unit" [Starlord] What? [Security] Nothing sir. * Thalan grins. [The jungle section has many different species of tall trees and flower, you highly doubt they were all meant to coexist.] * Neisis blushes a bit as she finaly catches on. [Flocks of birds and other bird like creatures fly around creating a cacophony of sound. A few lizardy things join in as well, some actually sound good.] * Thalan makes sure his gloves are secured, then takes to the trees, preferring the higher area. [Starlord] Security, please stun all the animals that are killing the mood. * Security guys groan and quickly do so, using multitarget and autoaiming features on their guns. Wow...They didn't have anything like this back on the... [Shortly therafter it sounds rather nice] You didn't have to do that. * Neisis trials of and watches the gaurds go about their work. [Starlord] Yes, but to truly excell at life, you can not be limited to what you have to do. Oh, and computer, tell Mr. Ponce to hurry, can't leave our guests waiting. * Thalan eyes Starlord. "You really didn't. I could hear you just fine." * Thalan glances around, obviously unsettled by the silence. Ponce. So that's his name. [Ponce arrives, green skin, antenni, and all a few seconds later. He's being followed by a fair amount of the bridge crew with bemused expressions on their faces.] * Neisis looks at the trees and the flowers, and carfully avoids looking at any of the ships crew. [Greenie] Well.. so, none of you were crazy. Good show! Sorry about the pirates, really didn't think there were any. ::He's rubbing an antenna as he speaks:: * Murynal looks at him. "Yeah, I got the picture." She turns to the captain. "Mind if we talk to Mr. Ponce seperately?" * Thalan hides in the trees. ^_^ [Crew moans at that request] [Starlord smirks a little] Sorry, I think that'd be bad for morale. [Starlord] But go ahead, we won't interrupt. You say that like I really care about your morale, but fine. * Neisis perks up a bit, and then deflates. * Murynal looks around. "Thalan! Got anything to say?" [Some of the crew seem to be trading bets] * Thalan speaks from one of the bunches of trees, making it difficult to locate where exactly he is regardless of speaking or not. "Ooooh, nothing. Other than I'd like almost nothing more than to rip your throat out, but that's just me." He doesn't *sound* amused, but it's difficult to tell. See, there ya go. [Ponce keeps rubbing his antenna] Uh.. sorry about your troubles, but the policy does try to... [Starlord] Ah! I sense a challenge afoot! Do you wish for this discussion to be continued via combat? * Neisis smiles, "Oh don't worry about it, I'm sure company policy is important to you." [Security groans, but some of the crew looks eager] [Ponce..] Captain, please... * Murynal ignores Starlord for the moment. "It was a rude awakening, and then you wanted us to mine ore for you? We're not your slave labor." (How tall is Ponce in relation to the rest of us?) [Starlord turns over to one of his officers] Ready the recreation chambers of DOOM! [A bit shorter] [Ponce] Well.. technically more like indentured servents, and.. you do get to keep profits, it's really the most humane policy... ::he's not making eyecontact:: But I like it in here. * Murynal walks a little closer. "So do I." He is free to make his own decision. I am not challanging him, no. What I *am* saying is he should first find out someones temprement. If he took Xivilai, he'd be a heaping mass of goo right now. And yes, Xiv would have made it. You should realy give people a choice in things like this. So, Greenie. Now that we're here, what are you gonna do with us? [Cooloo] I wish you wouldn't refer to them like that. [Starlord] Well, ever since the accuracy in naming act of space year 315 required renaming the holodecks that seemed the appropriate way to refer to them. [Ponce] Uh.. well, normally you'd get your Elrium profits, but.. well, fortunately the bounty on space pirates more than covers the loss of equipment and it's not like the computer will really be missed. [Delan on textpad] Kick his ass! (I'm with Delan!) (Eh... Well, if he really wants to.) [Cooloo] You see, it's thinking like that that required us to change the ships name to Hyperbole. (Too many asses to kick right now, even Neisis can count to outnumbered.) [Ponce] So... you actually get a reward, and a fairly sizable one. * Thalan hops down right behind Ponce, hopefully scaring him senseless. He speaks, exposing his very sharp fangs. "So, perhaps I should hunt..." (And thoes autotargeting guns just make it...) [Thalan notices a sudden cinnamony smell from the terrified Ponce] "Uh.. I'm sure that.. won't be necessary, no, hunting, certainly not" (He's got cinnamon frosting! Get him!) * Thalan grins ferrally, seemingly 'sensing' and feeding off his fear (Not like it's obvious). [Starlord] Are you sure you don't want to use the recreation chambers of doom? I mean we don't fight off a variety of ship threatening challenges once a year from those damn things for nothing. * Neisis watches Thalan and Ponce with with a growing grin aross her face. But Greenie, I'm afraid we've got a problem. See, I'm a Ta'kara. And as a Ta'kara, I have a certain code I expect others to follow, and you managed to violate it. So actually... it is necessary. No offense. * Thalan pops his claws out and walks away. "So what do you say? Should I challenge him? Or do one of you want to. Murynal?" I think she wants to. (Change Ta'Kara to Sae'Kara. Heh. ^^) Yeah, and if you think I'm scary, you haven't seen anything yet. [Crew talking amonst themselves] Yeah, remember that time where it made a ship within a ship? [Other crew] That was nothing, the worst was when it just made duplicates of everyone who followed us around and repeated everything we said. [Few other crews nod] * Thalan easily jumps back into the trees. [Ponce] Well.. perhaps if you had presented your code clearly when we first met. Err.. well, uh, sorry. * Murynal nods. "So. If that's the way things are done around here, I challenge you." And apology accepted. [Starlord] Well, we could have more of you fight if you like. I can throw in a few extra security guys to even the odds. [Some crew in red shirts suddenly look nervous. More bets are swapped] * Murynal waves Starlord off. "I don't think we need that." Why would we fight them? They haven't done anything to deserve it yet. [Ponce] Uh.. thanks, I guess. Err, does this mean you won't kill me. [Starlord] Well, three on one wouldn't really be sporting. I never wanted to kill you. * Thalan speaks again from the trees. "Yet." [Ponce looks relieved and then less so] * Murynal raises an eyebrow. "But it will hurt. I promise." She looks at the captain. "Do I need to do this here or what?" [Starlord] No, we'll move it to the holo... recreation chambers of doom. They offer a wide variety of arenas and spirited combat music. And have safety protocals that only fail about once a year, and we just dealt with that a few units ago. Fine. Lead the way. [And as exciting as elevators are, we'll fastfoward to the room. It's fairly big and has bright pink hexegonal grid. There's stands behind windows to both sides of the room that most of the crew have moved too, though a few are standing with you on the floor.] [There's a console offering a wide range of arenas, weapons, and battle themes in the center of the room] * Murynal waves vaguely. "I don't really care. Nothing too fancy needed." [Ponce has been begging the Captain to avoid this for most of the trip to call this off, and Starlord has been telling him to be a man] [Starlord] Either of you have a preference? We're also the most hospitable ship in the fleet. Suck it in. The worst that can happen is she damages your pride... And manhood. [Ponce rubs at his back in a worried manner] * Murynal has her hilt in her hand, and she smiles prettily at Ponce. * Neisis nods, "You'll still be here afterwords." [Starlord to Cooloo] Ah, these jumper women, they really know what living is. [Cooloo] Whatever sir. * Thalan stands near Neisis, but as before, doesn't make any physical contact. He says in a pseudo-whisper (so that everyone still hears). "Last time I saw that the guy didn't last three cycles. She must really have it in for this one." [More bets change hands] * Neisis nods and stage whispers back "It's too bad...I wanted a chance to hit him too." [Starlord] Let's go with space station with the degrading orbit slowly crashing into the planet. I've always liked that one. * Cooloo nods. "Nice scripted sequences" Oh well, you only live once. Or maybe nine times, in my case. ~_^ [A little platform suddenly appears and Starlord and Cooloo walk onto it, they gesture for Neisis and THalan to join them.] * Neisis asks semiseriously, "Can I have a few?" * Neisis then grins and walks onto the platfrom. * Thalan joins them, but unless you were watching you wouldn't know it. "'fraid not. They're non-refundable." [The setting changes into a bridge. There's a good number of burned out consoles and sparks flying through the air, paused midflight. The main screen shows a planet dangerously close with a trail of debris from the station falling towards it] Drat. [Starlord] Oh, and as you seem to be armed, I'm going to let Ponce have a phase rifle. If you don't mind. Go ahead. * Thalan laughs. "Oooh boy." I don't think it'll help him much. [Starlord hands one over to a grateful looking Ponce. He also whispers something. Hearing check vs. mind. +2 penalty. HA doesn't count if you want to eavesdrop.] (Boo yah! What'd he say? ^_^) (Hah! got it too!) [Ponce stands one side of the bridge, phase rifle out. He's settled into a combat stance.] (Ok, so Muuyrnal doesn't hear it) [Ponce doesn't look like he found the captain's advice helpful.] * Thalan rolls his eyes as he actually *does* whisper something to Neisis. [The platform floats up a bit and phases through a wall, safely away from the combat] [Starlord] Ready? * Murynal doesn't change expression, because she doesn't have one. "Ready." [Ponce] Ummm... * Neisis nods absentmindedly at Thalan. [Init just for Murynal unless anyone else plans to jump in] (I'm debating removing several of Starlords internal organs, but not just yet :P) (Duly noted. :P) (I'm debating shooting him with my plasma rifle. Get up from *that*.) [Starlord] Go! (ponce then murynal) (No, see if we de-male him we get vengance for every other being he's come across, and give Greg a re-ocorring villian) * Ponce starts screaming with a high pitched yelp and fires a round at Murynal, he misaims and a section of consoles melts a bit under the wide beam. Shortly there after the consoles explode in a sea of sparks. Which Ponce barely manages to avoid] [Dodge roll Murynal ranged (personal) [Oh, and the screen is also showing a map to a single occupancy escape craft in a different section of the station] [Murynal doesn't notice and just goes into her next move, illuminated by sparks on each side of her [Cooloo] Damn.. was that luck or skill? [Murynal's turn!] * Murynal does just that, dodging the sparks without even seeming to think about it as her sword comes to life. She slices at Ponce's side as she runs by. [Ponce manages to leap to the side with super human, although perhaps ordinary for his species, speed. He fires again but once again misses, this time taking out the main screen] [Suddenly the entire stations shudders left than right, Ponce loses his footing and flies into a wall. Murynal body roll acrobatics (balance)] (I have extra attacks. Just a reminder. ^^) (Err.. whee.) (Take three attacks this round, and you get to stay up) (I rule!) [Cooloo to Neisis and Thalan] So, enjoying your visit so far? [Murynal's turn!] * Thalan folds his arms. "Of the station, or this universe?" (Sorry, should have been explicit about that) [Cooloo] The ship. I don't really feel responsible for the universe at large. * Neisis looks at Cooloo, "I'd rather home...no I'd rather still have a home, but I'd settle for the ship." * Murynal shifts her balance and stays on her feet, then dashes after Ponce. She pulls her sword away as she nears, delivering a kick towards the side of his head. (Missed by one.) It is certainly a space-worthy vessle. [Murynal nearly has him as he's an easy target on the ground, but he rolls to the side.] [Next attack!] * Cooloo grins. "Thanks, I'm thinking that's high praise from you." [Starlord's busy watching the combat] It certainly is. * Murynal slices her sword down to him, intending on slicing an angle through the back of his shirt. Not intending to hurt, just give him a good scare. (Perfect Stroke.) (Figured) * Thalan speaks again. "Pounce seems to be a cowardly sort. You shouldn't expose a weakness like him to people you do not know yet, like us." [Murynal splits the shirt, she even manages to make a short and wide M with the cut. There's a much strong smell of cinnamon. Special one time only third attack!] (I'm Zorro?) * Neisis grins widly and laughs, it's about all she can do to not do so directly into Starlords face. (More like Morro. :P Or maybe it's an accident) * Thalan laughs. [Cooloo] He actually has managed to improve the jumper survival rate substantially.. ooh.. nice one... but that's why he has the job. * Murynal moves, bringing the sword to slice at - and possible through - Ponce's blaster. (Possibly. I'm typing like Greg! ;P) [Starlord] If you ever wish to work security, we're hiring. You can even skip red shirt and yeoman rank. (* Greg sticks out his tongue ) [Ponce's blaster is now in two. He makes an incredibly fast dash down the hallway towards the escape pod and moves far enough that Murynal can't reach melee range again just by running.] (My turn?) [Suddenly the bridge shakes again and the damaged screen falls off the station, leaving an open forcefielded window to the planet below. Klaxons sound and red lights blink.] [Now Murynal's turn] * Murynal runs to a console and takes a look. Any quick and easy way to block off his exit? (computer roll.. uh.. commercial specialty) (Computer? Ha.) (Noooope.) [No idea. Second attack] * Murynal gives up and makes a gesture towards the fleeing Ponce. The area around him turns completely black. Not sure if I'm joining any security forces. You'd need to ask all of us, I think. [Ponce's move is hidden, meanwhile a monotone computer voice announces ".002 Units until bridge decompression] [Murynal!] [Cooloo] Did she turn off the lights... oh, no, that seems to be one of those exotic jumper powers. Nice. * Neisis thinks for a moment, "I don't think I could protect somebody I didn't li....grr." * Murynal dashes after him, running at full speed. Oddly, once she enters the black area, her footsteps become silent and even the blue-white glow of her sword can't be seen. [Starlord] See, you should study exobiology too. * Cooloo rolls his eyes. "I'd prefer not to log the hours in sick bay you have to spend." [Starlord] It's for the good of science! [A few balls of plasma energy suddenly fly out of the darkness. You can't see where they're coming from and it seems like they're being fired fairly at random.] (One doctor in sick bay to another "See this is why we labled his kidneys, the one with the drawing of the ship is his right one.") [Cooloo] Looks like he reached the in case of jumper attack break glass panel. * Thalan listens intently to the fight going on, trying to discern each of the combatant's footsteps. [Thalan doesn't hear a thing] ...You actualy have thoes? (...) (o/~) (Toasty?) (Naaaw.) (Like a Qizno's sub.) [Some debris flies out into the hallway] [Starlord] Mr. Cooloo, we're missing the action, can you do something about that. [Cooloo starts typing at a console] (oops.) (Made it anyway? ;P) [Suddenly the darkness is lit up (but only for people on the platform, in monochrome. Still no sound] * Thalan 's tail has been swishing slowly back and forth. * Neisis leans forward to see what's happening. [You see Murynal leap towards Ponce, whose on the floor, perhaps after running into a wall. Her blade penetrates the back of her leg and she then swiftly withdraws it and cuts the back of his arm.] [He collapses, doesn't quite look dead, but it seems like only Murynal's restrain is keeping him from really bleeding out.] (...either you need to rearange some pronouns or Mury just stabed herself) (OW!) (back of his leg) (Well it's dark, and she made a mistake... yeah.. err, oops. :P [Cooloo] Wow, not a good day to be Ponce. And here I was hoping he'd last long enough to get to the decompression sequence. I don't think there was much hope of that. [Starlord] You never feel more alive than when duking it out in spacesuits while burning through the atmosphere. One man lives, one man is a shooting star. Told ya he wouldn't last now. [Cooloo] Damn straight sir. (Err, long.) [Cash changes hands in the stand. It looks like not many people were betting on Ponce.] [Or betting much at least. As not too much money is moving. Murynal was probably getting 5:2 or better] You have facilities to make sure he has a full, if painful and slow, recovery? * Murynal doesn't see anything, but it doesn't look like it really matters as she grabs him by the back of what's left of his shirt and yanks him up, drawing a gash across his stomach. I heard mention of such a place. [Thalan's datapad suddenly gets a message from Denal. "You want to acquire a ship out of the goodness of their hearts, or should I cause some holodeck trouble?"] * Thalan smirks and shows the datapad to Neisis, quickly typing 'What do you think?' [Ponce groans and goes out like a light as Murynal pulls him up and slashes him] [Cooloo] Yeah, every red shirt on the ship owes their life to our sick bay. ::cough:: [Starlord] Are you questioning my away mission policies Mr. Cooloo? [Cooloo] No sir. * Murynal flips her grip on her hilt, the blue light vanishing along with the silence. "Turn the program off." * Neisis looks down, "Can't hurt us to ask. I think we should wait for Murynal to come back first." * Thalan nods. [Program goes freezes for a second, with a blood splatter from Ponce still in the air.] [Cooloo goes to a console to take it down] [Denal] It'll be harder once the program is off. Make up your minds quick! * Thalan types onto the pad. 'Going to see how this turns out first. Then... maybe.' [Denal] Alright.. we may get a chance later if you need it. * Thalan smirks and types. 'Don't you worry. You'll get your chance to mess with this ship's computer.' [Room reverts to black walls with the pink hexegonal grid. There are a few cheers for Murynal in the viewing areas] * Neisis joins in the cheers. * Thalan claps. "Too bad you didn't get to kick his ass, Neisis. Oh well, not always enough to go around." He grins. [Starlord] Superb show, remind me to have a better officer piss you off next time. ::He pokes at Ponce:: I expect better Mr. Ponce. ::He then picks him up and heads off:: [Cooloo] I suppose I should show you to temporary quarters. We can discuss the bounty you've won after we finish the investigation of the pirates. * Neisis grins back, "This way both of us can have a chance to beat him to an inch of his life...I just have to last longer than it takes him to recover." [Starlord carries Ponce offscreen. He's actually fairly careful with him.] You're so insistant you'll pass away soon. If you've lived this long, I think you can keep on living. * Neisis snorts, "The oldest newman nearly made it to eighty...Depending on who's telling the story he either spontainiously combusted or disolved in his sleep." I've never known one of my kind to live past fifty. They all die of unnatural causes before then, so... So it might be in an hour, or a hundred years, who knows. * Murynal places her hilt at her side and watches Thalan and Neisis return. "I feel better," she says with a completely straight face. [Cooloo] Either your years are a lot longer than ours, or you two have my sympathy. Congradulations on your victory, and I feel better having seen it. You sure kicked his ass. Nice job. [End!]